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DisiTRiCT  OF  New-Hampshire— TO  wit  ; 

District  Clerk's  Office. 
■<5>-«'^*"<5>-BE  IT  REMEMBERED,  that  on  the 
*^  L.  s.  \  20th  day  of  May,  A.  D.  1830,  and 
A.^^^<S.  in  the  fifty-fourth  year  of  the  In- 
dependence of  the  United  States 
of  America,  Hoag  &  Atwood,  of  said 
District,  have  deposited  in  this  office  the  ti- 
tle of  a  book  the  right  whereof  they  claim 
as  proprietors  in  the  words  following,  viz  : 
— "A  Choice  Collection  of  Hymns  and  Spir- 
itual Songs,  designed  for  the  devotions  of 
Israel,  in  Prayer,  Conference,  and  Camp- 
Meetings.  Also,  a  suitable  Pocket  Com- 
panion for  Christians  of  every  denomina- 
tion, although  not  numbered  among  the  reg- 
ular tribes.  '  For  there  is  no  difference  be- 
tween the  Jew  and  the  Greek,'  " — in  con- 
formity to  the  act  of  the  Congress  of  the 
United  States,  entitled,  i'J^  act  for  the  en- 
couragement of  learning  by  securing  the  cop- 
ies of  maps,  charts  and  books  to  the  authors 
and  proprietors  of  such  copies  during  the 
times  therein  mentioned ;"  and  also  to  an 
act  entitled,  "an  act  supplementary  to^an 
act  entitled  an  act  for  the  encouragement 
of  learning  by  securing  the  copies  of  maps, 
charts  and  books  to  the  authors  and  propri- 
etors of  such  copies,  during  the  times  there- 
in mentioned,  and  extending  the  benefits 
thereof  to  the  arts  of  designing,  engraving, 
and  etching  historical  and  other  prints." 
CHARLES  W.  CUTTER,  Clerk  of 

the  District  Court  of  the  United  States  for 
the  District  of  New-Hampshire. 

A  true  copy  of  Record — Attest — 
CHARLES  W.  CUTTER,  Clerk. 


HYMNS, 


HYMN  1.— C.  IVL 

JERUSALEM;  my  h.ippy  home, 
O  how  1  long  for  thee  I 
When  ^vill  my  sorrows  have  an  end  ? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  1 

2  Thy  walls  are  all  of  prd^ous  sione, 

Most  glorious  to  behold  ; 
Thy  gates  ^  richly  set  with  peari, 
Thy  streets  are  pav'd  with  goltl. 

3  Thy  garden  and  thy  pleasant  walks,. 

My  study  long  have  been  ; 
Such  dazzling  views  of  human  sight. 
Have  never  yet  been  seen. 

4  If  heaven  be  thus  so  glorious,  Lord, 

Why  should  I  stay  from   thence  ? 
Wliat  folly's  this  that  I  should  dread 
To  die  and  go  from  hence  ! 

6  Reach  down,  O  Lord,  thine  arm  of  grace. 
And  cause  me  to  ascend, 


4  HYMN  2. 

Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  Sabbaths  never  end. 

6  Jpsus,  my  Lord  to  glory's  gone, 

Him  will  I  go  and  see  ; 
And  all  my  brethren  here  beLow, 
Will  soon  come  after  me. 

7  My  friends  I  bid  you  all  adieu, 

I  leave  you  in  God's  care, 
And  if  I  never  more  see  you, 
Go  on,  ril  meet  you  there. 

8  When  we've  been  there  ten  thousand 

years, 
Bright  shining  as  the  sffn, 
We've  no  less  days  to  sing  God's  praise. 
Than  when  we  first  begun. 


HYMN  2.— P.  M. 

AS  near  to  Calvary  I  pass, 
Methinks  I  see  a  bloody  cross. 
Where  a  poor  victim  hangs  j 
His  flesh  with  rugged  irons  tore, 
His  limbs  all  dress'd  in  purple  gor< 
Gasping  in  dying  pangs. 

2  Surpris'd  the  spectaclo  to  see, 
I  ask'd,  who  can  this  victim  be 


HYMN  3. 


In  such  exquisite  pain  ? 
Why  thus  consigu'd  to  woes,  I  cried, 
"  'Tis  I,''  the  bleeding  Son  replied, 

"  To  save  a  world  from  sin." 


3  Jesus  for  rebel  mortals  dies  ? 
How  can  it  be  !  my  soul  replies, 

What !  Jesus  die  for  me  ? 
"Yes/"'  saith  the  sufF'ring  Son  of  God, 
*'  I  give  my  life,  I  spill  my  blood, 

For  thee,  poor  soul,  for  thee." 

4  Lord,  since  thy  life  thou'st  freely  giv'n, 
To  bring  my  wretched  soul  to  heav'n. 

And  bless  me  with  thv  love, 
Then  at  thy  feet,  O  God,  I'll  fall. 
Give  thee  my  life,  my  soul,  my  all. 

To  reign  with  thee  above. 


HYMN  3.— P.  M. 

DARK  and  thorny  is  the  desert 
Thro'  which  pilgrims  make  their  way} 
Yet  beyond  this  vale  of  sorrow, 
Lie  the  fields  of  endless  day  : 
Fiends  loud  howling  through  the  desert, 

Make  them  tremble  as  they  go, 
And  the  fiery  darts  of  Satan 
Often  bring  their  courage  low. 

2  O  young  soldiers,  are  you  weary 
Of  the  roughness  of  the  way  ? 


6  HYMN  3. 

Does  your  strength  begin  to  fail  you  ? 

And  your  vigor  to  decay  ? 
Jesus,  Jesus  will  go  with  you  : 

He  will  lead  you  to  his  throne  ; 
He  who  dyed  his  garments  for  you, 

And  the  wine-press  trod  alone. 

3  He  whose  thunder  shakes  creation, 
He  who  bids  the  planets  roil : 

He  who  rides  upon  the  tempest, 
And  whose  sceptre  sways  the  whole 

Round  him  are  ten  thousand  angels, 
Ready  to  obey  command. 

They  are  always  hovering  round  you, 
Till  you  reach  the  heavenly  laud. 

4  There  on  flow'ry  hills  of  pleasure, 

Lie  the  fields  of  endless  rest  ? 
Love,  and  joy,  and  peace  forever 

Reign  and  triumph  in  your  breast. 
Who  can  paint  the  scenes  of  glory 

Where  the  ransomed  dwell  on  high  ; 
There,  on  golden  harps,  forever 

Sound  redemption  through  the  sky. 

6  There's  a  million  flaming  seraph's 
Who  fly  across  the  heav'nly  plain  5 

There  they  sing  immortal  praises  j 
Glory,  glory,  is  their  strain. 

But  methinks  a  sweeter  concert 
Makes  the  heavenly  arches  ring : 


HYMN  4. 


And  tho  song  is  heard  iu  Zion, 
Which  the  angels  cannot  sing. 

O  their  crowns  !  how  bright  they  sparkle, 

Such  as  monarchs  never  wore  j 
They  are  gone  to  richer  pastures, 

Jesus  is  their  shepherd  there  3 
Hail  !  ye  happy,  happy  spirits, 

Death  no  more  shall  make  you  fear, 
Grief  nor  sorrow,  pain  nor  anguish, 

Shall  no  more  distress  you  there. 


HYMN  4.— P.  M, 

SAW  ye  my  Saviour !  Saw  ye  my  Saviour! 
Saw  ye  my  Saviour  God  ! 
O  he  died  on  Calvary, 
To  atone  for  you  and  me, 
And  to  purchase  our  pardon  with  blood, 

2  He  was  extended,  he  was  extended. 

So  painfully  nail'd  to  the  cross  ; 
There  he  bow'd  his  head  and  died, 
There  my  Lord  was  crucified, 
To  atone  for  a  world  that  was  lost, 

3  Jesus  hung  bleeding.  Jesus  hung  bleeding, 

Three  dreadful  hours  in  pain  ; 
And  the  solid  rocks  were  rent. 
Through  creation's  vast  extent. 
When  the  Jews  crucified  the  Lamb, 


8  HYMN  4. 

4  Darkness  prevailed,  darkness  prevailed, 

Darkness  prevailed  o'er  the  land  ; 
And  the  sun  refus'd  to  shine, 
While  his  Majesty  divine 
Was  derided;  insulted  and  slain. 

5  When  it  was  finish'd,  when  it  was  finish'd, 

And  the  atonement  was  made, 
He  was  taken  by  the  great, 
And  embalm'd  in  spices  sweet, 
And  was  in  a  new  sepulcre  laid. 

6  Hail  mighty  Saviour,  hail  mighty  Saviour, 

Prinee  and  the  author  of  peace, 
Soon  he  burst  the  bands  of  death, 
And  triumphant,  from  the  earth, 
He  ascended  to  mansions  of  bliss. 

7  There  interceding,  there  interceding. 

Pleading  that  sinners  may  live, 
Cni'ing,  "  See  my  hands  and  side, 
Father,  I  was  crucified 
To  redeem  them,  I  pray  thee  forgive." 

8  "  I  will  forgive  thera,  I  will  forgive  them 

When  they  repent  and  believe  ; 
Let  them  now  return  to  thee, 
And  be  reconcil'd  to  me, 
And  salvation  they  all  shall  receive." 


HYMN  5  &  6. 


HYMN  5.— C.  M. 


LORD  !  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 
My  voice  ascending  high  ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

2  Then  to  thine  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there  ; 
I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

3  Thou  art  a  God  be'fore  whose  sight, 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand  ; 
Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight. 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  But  they  who  love  and  fear  thy  name, 

Shall  see.their  hopes  fulfilled  ; 
The  mighty  God  will  compass  them 
With  favor,  as  a  shield. 

5  O  may  my  spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  truth  and  grace  ; 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight. 
And  plain  before  my  face. 


HYMN  6.— C.  M. 


OUR  country  is  Immanuel's  ground; 
We  seek  that  promised  soil : 


HYMN  6. 


The  songs  of  Zion  cheer  our  hearts, 
While  strangers  here  we  toil. 


2  Oft  do  our  eyes  with  joy  o'erflow, 

And  oft  are  bathed  in  tears  ; 
Yetnaught  but  heaven  our  hopes  can  raise, 
And  naught  but  sin,  our  fears. 

3  The  flowers  that  spring  along  the  road, 

We  scarcely  stoop  to  pluck ; 
We  walk  o'er  beds  of  shining  ore, 
Nor  waste  one  wishful  look. 

4  We  tread  the  path  our  Master  trod  ; 

We  bear  the  cross  he  bore  j 
And  every  thorn  that  wounds  our  feet, 
■  His  temple  pierced  before. 

5  Our  powers  are  oft  dissolved  away 

In  ecstasies  of  love  ; 
And  whil©  our  bodies  wandei  hero, 
Our  souls  are  fixed  above. 


6  We  purge  our  mortal  dross  away, 
Refining  as  we  run  ; 
But  while  we  die  to  earth  and  sense, 
Our  heaven  is  here  begun. 


o 


HYMN  7  &  8.  11 


HYMN  7.— C.  M. 

GOD  of  Bethel !  by  whose  hand 
Thy  people  still  are  fed  ; 
Who  through  this  weary  pilgrimage 
Hast  all  our  fathers  led  : 


2  Our  humble  vows  we  now  present 

Before  thy  throne  of  grace  ; 
God  of  our  fathers  !  be  the  God 
Of  their  succeeding  race. 

3  Through  each  perplexing  path  of  life 

Be  thou  our  guard  and  guide  ; 
Each  day's  returning  want  supply, 
And  raimenit  fit  provide, 

4"  O  spread  thy  covering  shield  around, 
Till  these  our  wanderings  cease, 
And  at  our  Father's  loved  abode 
We  rest  at  last  in  peace  ; 

5  Now  in  the  humble  voice  of  prayer, 
Thy  mercy  v;o  implore  ; 
Then  with  a  grateful  song  of  praise, 
That  mercy  we'll  adore. 


HYMBJ  8.-L.  M. 

THERE  is  a  God — all  nature  speaks, 
Through  earth,  and  air,  andsea.&skiesj 


12  HYMN  9. 

See,  from  the  clouds  his  glory  breaks, 
When  the  first  beams  of  morning  rise. 

2  The  rising  sun  serenely  bright, 
O'er  the  wide  world's  extended  frame, 
Inscribes  in  characters  of  light, 

His  mighty  Maimer's  glorious  name. 

3  The  flow'ry  tribes  all  blooming  rise. 
Above  the  weak  attempts  of  art ; 

The  smallest  worms,  the  meanest  flies, 
Speak  sweet  conviction  to  the  heart. 

4  Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 
And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er, 
Confess  the  footsteps  of  the  God; — 
Bow  down  before  him — and  adore. 


HYMN  9.— C.  M. 

THIS  Is  the  feast  of  heav'nly  wine. 
And  God  invites  to  sup  ; 
The  juices  of  the  living  vine 
Were  press'd  to  fill  the  cup. 

2  Oh,  bless  the  Saviour,  ye  who  eat, 
With  royal  dainties  fed  ; 
Not  heav'n  affords  a  costlier  treat 
For  Jjfisus  is  the  bread ! 


HYMN  10.  13 

3  The  vile,  the  lost— he  calls  to  them  ; 

"  Ye  trembling  souls  appear  ! 
"  The  righteous  in  their  own  esteem, 
"  Have  no  acceptance  here. 

4  "  Approach,  ye  poor,  nor  dare  refuse 

'■  The  banquet  spread  for  yon  ;'' 
Dear  Saviour  this  is  welcome  newe, 
Then  I  may  .venture  too. 

5  If  guilt  and  sin  afford  a  plea, 

A'nd  may  obtain  a  place  ; 
Surely  the  Lord  will  welcome  me, 
And  I  shall  see  his  face. 


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HYMN    10.— 8,'7&4. 

ARK  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy, 
Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary; 
See,  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder — 
Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  the  sky  ! 
'^Itisfinish'd!  — 
Hear  the  Saviour — dying — cry. 

2  It  is  finish'd  ! — O  what  pleasure 
Do  these  precious  words  afford  1 
Heav'nly  blessings,  without  measure, 
Flow  to  us  from  Christ  the  Lord. 

It  is  finish'd ! — 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 


14  HYMN  11 


3  Fin)sh'<£ — all  the  types  and  shadows 

Of  the  ceremonial  law  ; 
Finish'd — all  that  God  had  promis'd  j 
Death  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe : 

It  is  tinish'd ! 
Saints,  from  hence  your  comforts  draw. 

4  Ransom'd  ones,  approach  the  table — 

Taste  the  soul  reviving  food  : 
Nothing's  half  so  sweet  and  pleasant, 
As  the  Saviour's  flesh  and  blood. 

It  is  finish'd — 
Christ  has  borne  the  heavy  load. 

6  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs, 
Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme  j 
All  on  earth  and,  all  in  heaven, 
Join  to  praise  Emmanuel's  name. 

Hallelujah ! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb. 

HYMN  11,— C.  M. 

1  Lift  up  your  hearts  to  things  above, 

Ye  followers  of  the  Lamb  ; 
And  join  with  us  to  praise  his  love, 
And  glorify  bis  name. 

2  To  Jesus'  name  give  thanks  and  sing, 

Whose  mercies  never  end  ; 


HYMN  12.  15 

Rejoce !  rejoice!  the  Lord  is  King! 
The  King  is  now  our  friend. 

3  We  for  his  sake  count  all  things  loss, 

On  earthly  things  look  down  ; 
And  jeyfuliy  sustain  the  cross, 
Till  we  receive  the  crown. 

4  O  let  us  stir  each  other  up, 

Our  faith  by  works  approve  ; 
By  holy  purifying  hope, 
And  the  sweet  work  of  love. 

5  Let  all  who  for  the  promise  wait, 

The  holy  ghost  receive  ; 
And  rise  to  our  unseeing  state — 
With  God  in  Eden  live. 

6  Live  !  till  the  Lord  in  glory  comes, 

And  wait  his  heaven  to  share ; 
He  now  is  fitting  up  your  home, 
Go  on — I'll  meet  ^ou  there. 


HYMN  12.— L.  M. 

'JVE  listed  in  the  holy  war, 

.    To  fight  for  life  and  endless  joy  3 


16  HYMN  12. 

And  grace  more  boundless  than  the  seas, 
Is  the  rich  wages  I  receive. 

2  Under  my  Captain,  Jesus  Christ, 
I  now  am  listed  during  life, 

To  fight  against  the  powers  of  hell, 
In  favor  of  Immanuel. 

3  My  Captain  is  the  great  I  AM,  [stand ; 
Against  whose  sword  there's  none  can 
But  all  before  his  word  must  fall, 

For  he  has  power  to  conquer  all, 

4  My  great  good  Captain,  mild  and  meek 
Most  kindly  favors  all  the  weak  ; 

His  servants  all  are  chosen  peers, 
And  all  his  soldiers  volunteers. 

5  From  day  to  day,  with  living  bread. 
And  rich  provisions,  I  am  fed, 

Drawn  from  my  Captain's  well  fiird  stores 
On  blest  Canaan's  happy  shores. 

6  Arm'd  with  my  helmet,  sword  and  shield, 
I'll  never  quit  the  glorious  field  ; 

For  Christ  my  Lord  the  victory  won, 
Then,  O  my  soul,  put  courage  on. 

7  I'm  listed,  and  I  mean  to  fight, 
Till  all  my  foes  are  put  to  flight ; 


HYMN  13.  17 

Though  battles  rage  and  wars  increase, 
Soon  I  shall  reach  a  land  of  peace. 

8  I'll  God  adore,  obey  Ijis  laws. 

Nor  coward  prvoe  in  his  good  caUBe  ; 
But  in  his  service  fi^m  abide, 
Still  lighting  on  Inyrhanuel'a  side. 

9  I've  fought  through  many  battles  sore, 
And  ready  stand  to  fight  through  more, 
Trusting  in  Jesus'  sacred  name, 
None  iiTthis  holy  war  are  slain. 

10  I  have  a  sword  which  when  I  wield, 
The  stoutest  foes  must  quit  the  field  ; 
The  word  of  God  must  e'er  prevail, 
Eternal  truth  can  never  fail. 

11  Come  sinners,  then  enlisted  be, 

And  Christ  our  king  shall  make  you  free, 
Come  try  his  service,  trust  the  L«rd, 
And  heaven  shall  be  your  great  reward. 

HYMN  13.— P.  M. 

HAlLi  thou  blest  morn,  when  the  great 
Mediator  ! 
Down  from  the  regions  of  glory  descends; 
Shepherds,  go  worship  the  b&be  in  the 
manger, 
Lo  for  his  guard  the  bright  angels  attend) 
2 


13     ^^     HYMN  13. 


Brightest  and  best  of  the  eona  of  the  morn- 
ing* 
Shiue  on  our    darkness  and    lend  us 
thine  aid  5 
Star  in  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeen^er  is  laid. 


2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew  drops  are  shin- 

ing. 
Low  lies  his  bed  with  the  beasts  of  the 

stall ; 
Angels  adore  him  in  slumber  reclining, 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all ! 

Brightest  and  best,  &c. 

3  Say, shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 

Udors  of  Edom,  and  offerings  divine. 
Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the 

ocean. 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  &  gold  from  tlie 

mine, 

Brightest  and  best,  &c, 

4  Vainly  we  oifer  each  ample  oblation, 

Vainly  with  gold  would  his  f.ivorsecure3 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration, 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor, 
Brightest  and  best,  ^c. 


HYMN  14.  1# 

HYMN  14.— P.  M. 

D'  ANtEL-'S  wisdom  may  I  know* 
Stephen's  faith  and  spirit  show; 
John's  divine  communion  feel, 
Moses'  meekness,  Joshua's  zeal, 
Run  like  the  unwearied  Paul, 
Win  the  day,  and  conquer  all. 

2  Mary's  love  may  I  possess, 
Lydia's  tender  heartedness, 
Peter's  fervent  spirit  feel, 
James'  faith  by  works  reveal  5 
Like  young  Timothy  may  I 
Every  sinful  passion  fly. 

3  Job's  submission  may  I  show, 
David's  pure  devotion  know, 
Samuel's  call,  O  !  may  I  hear, 
Lazarus'  happy  portion  share  : 
Let  Isaiah's  hallowed  fire 

All  my  new  born  soul  inspire 

4  Mine  be  Jacob's  wrestling  prayer, 
Gideon's  valiant  steadfast  care, 
Joseph's  purity  impart, 

Isaac's  meditating  heart : 
Abram's  friendship  may  I  prove, 
Faithful  to  the  God  I  love. 

5  Most  of  all  may  I  puisue 
The  example  Jesus  drew  ; 


20  HYMN  15. 


Ill  my  life  and  conduct  show 
How  he  livM  and  walked  belowj 
Day  by  day,  through  grace  restord, 
Imitate  my  perfect  Lord, 


HYMN  15.— Ts. 

HAVE  we  all  here  met  again  ? 
Have  v.'c  all  here  met  again  ? 
Hope  oft  shed  a  doubtful  ray  ; 
Love  maintained  an  anguish'd  sway  ; 
Death  and  sorrow  strove  in  vain — 
For  we  all  have  met  again. 

2  When  by  distance  scvcr'd  far, 

We  have  watch'd  the  evening  star  ; 
When  the  moon  with  gentle  reign, 
Silver'd  o'er  the  sleeping  plain, 
In  the  cool  and  silence  there, 
Friendship  breath'd  for  you  her  prayer. 

3  When  at  midnight's  awful  hour, 
We  have  felt  Reflection's  power  ; 
When  the  storm  its  thunders  pour'd. 
When  the  deep  around  us  roar'd 
Still  the  heart  to  friendship  true, 

In  that  hour  remembered  you. 

I  Guarded  by  our  Father's  hand, 
Safe  alike  by  sea  or  land ; 
From  the  weary  long  sojourn, 


HYMN  16.  SI 


We  at  last  in  peace  return. —     * 
So  when  Death  dissolves  our  chain, 
May  we  meet  in  Heaven  again. 


c 


HYMN  16.— 5  &  11. 
lOME,  let  us  anew 
Our  journey  pursue, 
Roll  round  with  the  year, 
And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  ap- 
His  adorable  vpill  [pear  ? 

Let  u?  gladly  fulfil, 
And  our  talents  improve      [love. 
By  the  patience  of  hope  and  the  labor  of 

2  Our  life  is  a  dream, 
Our  time  as  a  stream, 
Glides  swiftly  away, 

And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay; 

The  arrow  is  flown. 

The  moment  is  gone  : 

The  millennial  year  [here. 

Rushes  on  to   our  view,  and   eternity^s 

3  O  that  each  in  the  day 
Of  bis  coming  may  say, 

M  have  fought  my  way  through, 
1  have  finish'd    the  work  thou  didst  give 
me  to  do.* 


^  HYMN  17. 

6  that  each  from  his  Lord 
May  receive  (he  glad  word, 
,  'Well  and  faithfully  done  ! 

Enter  into  my  joy,  and  eit  down  on  my 
throne.' 


I  HYMN  17.— P.  M. 

VITAL  spark  of  heav'nly  flame  ! 
Quit,  O  quit  this  mortal  frame  : 
Trembling,  hopins:,  lingVing,  flying, 
O  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying  ! 
Cease,  fond  nature,  cea.'e  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  life. 

2  Hark  I  they  whisper,  angels  say, 
*^  Sister  spirit  come  away  ; 
What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite  ! 
Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sight  ? 
Drowns  ray  spirit,  draws  my  breath  ? 
Tell  me,  my  soul,  can  this  be  death  ? 

3  The  world  recedes,  it  disappears ! 
Heav'n  opens  on  my  eyes — my  ears 
With  sounds  serapiiic  ring  ! 

Lend,  lend  your  wings,  I  mount!  I  fly! 
O  grave,  where  is  thy  victory  ? 
O  death,  where  is  thy  sting  ? 


HYMN  18.  23 

HYxMN  18.— 8,  8,  6s. 

OTHOU  that  hear'st  the  pray'r  of 
faith, 
Wilt  thou  not  save  a  eoul  from  death, 
1  hat  casts  itself  on  thee  ? 

1  have  no  refuge  of  asy  own. 

But  ^y  to  tvhat  ray  Lord  hath  done, 
And  suffer'd  once  for  me, 

2  Slain  in  the  guilty  sinner's  stead, 
His  spotless  righteousness  I  plead, 

And  his  availing  blood  : 
Thy  righteousness  my  robe  shall  be, 
Thy  merit  shall  atone  for  me, 

And  bring  me  near  to  God. 

3  Then  snatch  me  from  eternal  de  ath, 
The  spirit  of  adoption  breathe, 

His  consolation  send  : 
Bj  him  some  word  of  life  impart. 
And  sweetly  whisper  to  my  heart 

"  Thy  Maker  is  thy  friend." 

4  The  King  of  terrors  then  would  be 
A  welcome  messeng'er  to  me, 

To  bid  me  come  away  : 
Unclogg'd  by  earth  or  earthly  things, 


-24  HYMN  19. 

Vd  mount,  I'd  fly  with  eager  wing% 
To  everlasting  day. 


HYMN  19.-«-l2s. 

THE  voice  of  free  grace,  cries  escape 
to  the  mountain, 
For  Adam's  lost  race,  Christ  has  opened  , 

a  fountain, 
For  6in,   and   transgression,  and   every 

pollution ;    . 
The  blood  fllows  m^st  freely  in  streams 

of  salvation,  - 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb  who  has  bless'd 

us  with  pardon, 
And  we'll  praise  him  again  whea  we  pass 

over  Jordan. 

^  This  fountain  so  clear,  in  which  all 
may  find  pardon, 

From  Jesus'  side  flows  a  plenteous  re- 
demption; 

Tliough  your  sins  were  as  great  and  high 
as  a  mountain. 

The  blood,  it  fliows  freely  in  streams  of 
salvation. 

Hallelujah,  &e. 


HYMN  20.  25 

3  O  Jesus  ride  on  !  thy  kingdom  is  glo- 

rious ; 
Over  sin,  death  and  hell  thou  wilt  make 

U9  victorious, 
Thy  name  shall  be  prais'd  in  the  gi*eat 

congregation, 
And  saints  shall  delight  in  ascribing  sal^ 

vatiou. 
Hallelujah,  Sicl 

4  When  on  Zion  we  stand,  having  gain'd 

the  blest  shore, 
With  our  harps   in  our  hand,  we   will 

praise  evermore  ; 
We'll  range  the  blest  fields,  on  the  banks 

of  the  river, 
And  sing  hallelujah  forever  and  ever. 
Hallelujah,  &c. 


HYMN  20.— 7s. 

ri^IS  a  point  I  long  to  know, 
JL     Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought 
Do  I  love  the  Lord,  or  no  ? 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not ! 

2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus  ? 

Why  this  dull,  this  lifeless  frame  i 


26  HYMN  20. 

Hardly,  sure,  can  they  be  worse ; 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 

3  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 
Pray'r  a  task  and  burden  prove— 
Ev'ry  trifle  give  me  pain — 

If  I  knew  a  Saviour"'s  love  ? 

4  When  I  turn  my  eyes  \vithin, 
All  is  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild  ; 
Fill'd  with  unbelief  and  sin — 
Can  I  deem  myself  a  child? 

5  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 
Sin  is  mix'd  with  all  I  do; 
You  who  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Tell  me — is  it  so  with  you? 

G  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will. 
Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall ; 
Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all? 

7  Could  I  joy  his  paints  to  meet, 
Choose  the  ways  1  once  abhorr'd- 
Find,  at  times,  the  promise  sweet, 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord  ? 


HYMN  ^1.  27 

8  Lord,  decide  (he  doubtful  case  I 
Thou  art  thy  people's  sun  ; 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  gtace, 


9  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 
If  I  love  at  ail,  I  pray  ; 
If  I  have  not  lovM  before, 
Help  me  to  begin  to  day. 


HYMN  2L-C.  M. 

E  wander  in  a  thorny  maee, 
A  vale  of  doubts  and  fears  ; 
A  night  illum"'d  with  sickly  rays, 
A  wilderness  of  tears. 


w 


2  VVe  wander,  bound  to  empty  show, 

The  slaves  of  boasted  will ; 
We  wander,  dupes  to  hope  untrue, 
And  love  to  wander  still, 

3  We  wander — while  unfading  joy, 

We  ne'er  with  zest  approve  ; 
The  bliss,  that  sparkles  to  destroy, 
Secures  our  warmest  love. 


28  HYMN  22. 

4  Some  syren  leads  our  steps  astray, 

But  speaks  no  peace  within  ; 
We  wander  in  a  flow'ry  way, 
We  wander  heir&  of  sin  ! 

5  We  wander,  but  tho'  oft  we  roam 

Led  by  allurements  strong  ; 
Yet  from  our  heav'nly  Father's  home. 
We  would  not  wander  long  I 

6  Cleanse  us,  O  Saviour!  from  this  stain. 

In  mercy's  living  flood  ; 
Restore  the  lost,  and  bring  again 
The  wand'rers  back  to  God. 


HYMN  22.— 7s. 

WHILE  with  ceaseless  course  the 
sun, 
Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 
Never  more  to  meet  us  here  ; 
Fixt  in  an  eternal  state. 
They  have  done  with  all  below ; 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 
But  how  little  none  can  know. 


HYMN  23.    •  29 

I  As  the  winged  arrow  flies, 
Speedily  the  mark  to  find  ; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 
Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind  ; 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 
Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream  ; 
Upwards,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise, .       • 
All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

!  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive, 
Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  ; 
Teach  us,  henceforth,  how  to  live 
With  eternity  in  view  : 
Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old, 
Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love  ; 
And  when  life's  short  tale  is  told. 
May  we  dwell  with  thee  above. 


HYMN  23.— P.  M. 

LET  us  rise  and  go  to  Zion's  hill, 
Where  all  in  peace  and  glory  dwell, 
And  sit  and  sing  to  God  our  King, 
And  praise  his  name  forevermore. 


I'll  march  to  Canaan's  land, 
I'll  land  on  Canaan's  shore, 


30  HYMN  23. 

Where  pleasures  never  end, 
And  troubles  come  no  more  ; 
I'll  go  and  see  what  joys  are  there. 

2  Fare  you  well,  my  friends,  I  must  be 

'  I  have  no  home  nor  stay  with  you, 
'  VU  take  my  staff  and  travel  on, 

Till  I  a  better  world  can  view. 
Pll  march,  &c. 

Farewell,  my  loving  friends,  farewell. 

3  Happy  soul,  just  gone  from  earth   to 

heaven,. 
He  flies  to  distant  worlds  above. 
No  more  in  this  poor  house  of  clay. 
He    dwells    with    God    around    the 

throne. 
Pll  march,  fee. 
Where    pain   and   death  can   never 

cooie, 

4  We  will  go,  like  him,  to  see  our  God, 
And  change  this  earth  for  heaven  a- 

bove  ; 
Come  dry  your  tears,  Christ  is  your 
friend, 


HYMN  21  31 

He  came  to  save  poor  sinful  men. 

I'll  march,  &c. 
la  him  our  sorrows  will  soon  end. 

Travel  on  to  blest  eternity, 
Where  Jesus  waits  for  us  to  come, 
In  death's  dark  gloom  shout  victory, 
And  rise  to  your  eternal  home. 

I'll  march,  &c. 
Where  fear  and  change  shall  be  no 
more. 

Golden    joys    above,    where     Jesus 

dwells, 
His  love  is  full  for  every  saint, 
Fountain  of  life  immortal  flows, 
Through  heavenly  worJds  without  res- 
traint. 
I'll  march,  &c. 
All's  mine,  if  faithful  here  below. 


HYMN  24.— L.  M. 

A  WAKE,    my  soul,  shake   off  the 

(LjL     dream. 
And  know  thy  real  excellence  ; 
Too  long  I've  yielded  to  the  stream, 
Borne  down  by  appetite  and  sense. 


32  HYMN  25. 

2  Awake,  my  thought,  rouse  every  pow- 

er, 
Thy  native  dignity  display  : 
Let  lust  and  passion  reign  no  more, 
No  longer  own  their  lawless  sway. 

3  Thy  temper  meek  and  humble  be, 
Content  and  pleased  with  every  state j 
From  dire  revenge  and  envy  free, 
And  wild  ambition  to  be  great. 

4  Confine  thy  roving  appetites  ; 

From  this  vain  world  withdraw   thine 

eyes  ; 
And  raise  them  to  those  pure  delights, 
Which  none  can  taste  b'elow  the  skies, 

^[>  On  wings  of  faith  to  heaven  ascend, 
By  hope  anticipate  the  feast ; 
With  all  thy  might  still  upward  tend, 
And  leave  to  sensual  minds  the  rest» 


HYMN  25.— S.  M, 

LET  party  names  no  more 
The  Christian  world  o'erspread  ; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  head. 


HYMN  26.  S3 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth 

Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 
Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
With  mutual  blessings  crowned. 

3  Envy  and  strife  be  gone, 

And  only  kindness  known, 
"Where  all  one  common  Father  have, 
One  common  Master  own. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  below 

Resemble  that  above  ; 
Where  springs  of  purest  pleasure  riie, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 


H 


HYMN  26— P.  M. 

AIL  .ye  hosts  of  Seraph's  bright  I 
I  come  to  join  your  symphony, 
Forever  here  to  take  delight 

In  your  melodious  company. 
My  sufFVings  and  my  toils  are  o'er, 
I  now  have  reached  the  blissful  shore, 
And  floods  of  light  begin  to  roll, 
And  burst  upon  my  ravishM  soul. 

Chorus. 
O  sound  his  praise  ye  heavenly  choir, 
He  sav'd  us  from  the  burning  fire. 

3 


34  HYMN  26. 

I  Farewell  ye  fading  things  of  time, 
No  more  your  false  attraction 
Can  move  this  peaceful  heart  of  mine, 

Myjo^sare  everlasting. 
Long  I  withstood  the  powers  of  hell, 
And  Jesus  was  my  glorious  shield  ; 
Now  I've  got  through  the  wilderness, 
And  glory  to  my  great  High  Priest. 

Chorus. 
O  sound  his  praise,  &c. 

8  Jesus  looks  with  smiles  of  love, 

And  angels  bid  me  welcome  ; 

The  patriarchs  and  prophets  all 

Reach  forth  the  hand  of  friendship. 
My  christian  neighbors  here  I  find, 
My  kindred  and  my  distant  friends ; 
The  song  of  Moses  now  I'll  join. 
While  heaven  and  glory  all  are  mine. 

Chorus. 
O  sound  his  praise,  &c. 

4  Now  I  see  my  God  and  King, 
With  grateful  admiration. 
His  ways,  his  works,  his  name  I'll  ling. 

In  flaming  adoration. 
His  everlasting  glory  shines. 
Diffusing  light  and  joys  divine 


HYMN  27.  35; 

To  naillion?  in  the  heavenly  clime, 
While  heaven  &  e:lory  they  are  mine,. 
Chorus. 

0  sound  his  praise,  &c. 

5  Thro'  boundless  fields  of  endless  ligrtt^ 
My  mind  is  left  to  ponder  ; 

1  sail  thronffh  seas  of  glory  bright, 

O  g'lorious  scene?  of  wonder  1 
Angelic  notes,  in  highest  strains. 
And  l)oly  saints  his  love  proclaim,. 
While  loud  hosannas  to  his  name 
Are  ringing  through  the  blissful  plairi. 

Chorus. 
O  sound  his  praise  ye  heavenly  choir, 
He  tav'd  us  from  the  burning  fire. 


HYMN  27.-8,  7e.     . 

SINNER?, take  the  friendly  warning- 
Soon  that  awful  day  shall  break, 
And  the  trumpet  with  its  dawninir. 
All  the  sliiuib'ring  millions  wake. 

2  See  assembled  ev'ry  nation  ! — 
Lofty  cities,  temples,  tow'ers, 
Wrapt  in  dreadful  conflagratioa, 
Earth  and  sea  the  flafue  devours. 


36  HYMN  28 

3  Ye,  who  to  the  world  dissemble, 

While  you  practice   deeds  of  night, 
Sinners,  now  behold  and  tremble  ; 
All  your  crimes  are  brought  to  light. 

4  Lost  in  ease,  or  carnal  pleasure, 

Sporting  on  the  burning  brink  ; 

Now,  you  say,  you  have  no  leisure, 

You  can  and  no  time  to  think. 

6  Ye — who  now,  conviction  stifling, 
'     Waste  your  time — the  loss  deplore; 
Hear  the  anfrel — cease  your  trifling — 
"  Time,  ''  he    cries,   "  shall  be  no 


Pause,  and  hear  the  voice  of  reason- 
Catch  the  moments  as  they  fly — 

You  who  lose  the  present  season, 
You  must  all  find  lime  to  die. 


HYMlV28.— 8,7,  &4. 

Farewell  to  missionaries. 

'^  O,  Ye  heralds  of  salvation, 

iSW     Go  proclaim  ,  Redeeming  blood; 

Publish  to  that  barb'rous  nation. 

Peace  and  pardon  from  our  God  : 


HYMN  28.  37 

Tell  the  heathen, 
None. but  Christ  can  do  them  good. 

2  While  the  gospel  trump  you're  sound- 
May  the  Spirit  seal  the  word,      png 
And,  thro'  sov'reign  grace  abounding, 
Heathen  bow  and  own  the  Lord  ; 

Idols  leaving, 
God  alone  shall  be  ador'd. 

S  Distant  tho'  our  souls  are  blending, 
Still  our  hearts  are  warm  and  true  ; 
In  our  pray'rs  to  heav'n  ascending, 
Brethren — we'll  remember  you; 

Heav'n  preserve  you, 
Safely  all  your  journey  through. 

4  When  your  niission  here  is  finish'd, 

And  your  work  on  earth  is  done, 

y.  ay  your  souls,  by  grace  replenish'd, 

Find  acceptance  thro'  the  Sou  ; 

Thence  admitted, 
Dwell  forever  near  his  throne. 

5  Loud  hosannas  now  resounding. 

Make  the  heavenly  arches  ring: 
Grace  to  Eiufnl  men  abounding, 


38  HYMN  29. 


Rf>npomM  millions  §iveetljr  sing; 

While  with  rapture, 
All  adore  their  heav'ul}'  King. 


JflYMN  29— C.  M. 

Corona -ion  of  Christ. 

ALL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  I 
Let  p.n^els  prostrate  fal!  ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  him,  ye  morning;  stars  of  li^ht, 

Who  fixM  thi?  floatih?  ball; 
Now  hail  the  s^trength  of  Israel's  might, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

3  Crown  him,  je  martyrs  of  our  God, 

Who  from  his  altar  cil! : 
Extol  (he  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

4  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

Ye  ransonrd  from  the  fall, 
Hail  hiui  who  saves  you  by  his  erace, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 


HYMN  SO.  39 

6  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget, 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 

Go  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 

And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

6  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 
On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

HYMN  30.— 7  &  6. 
The  way  to  Heaven. 

CALL'D  to  a  sense  o.''  duty, 
1  would  obey  the  call ; 
And  for  the  sake  of  Jesus, 

1  freely  give  up  all, 
Wy  fornQer  vain  enjoyments. 

Of  pleasure,  pride,  and  gain  ; 
That  1  in  Jesus's  kingdom 
A  mansion  may  obtain. 

2  How  often  have  I  struggled 
To  hold  some  foolis-h  sin  ; 

Yet,  to  the  heavenly  kingdom 
1  meant  to  enter  in  ; 

But  now  1  am  persuaded 
That  nothing  else  ivill  do 


40  HYMN  30. 

But  Jesus  for  my  portion. 
And  holy  joys  pursue, 

3  Let  all  the  world's  gay  beauty, 

And  Satan's  flatt'ring  bait, 
With  all  their  pride  and  grandeur, 

Around  my  soul  await : 
The  far  superior  beauty 

Through  faith  I  see  ahead  ; 
And  I  am  bent  upon  it 

This  holy  way  to  tread. 

4  Come,  who  will  travel  with  me 

The  way  that  leads  to  heaven  ? 
And  follow  none  but  Jesus 

The  way  which  he  hath  giv'a  ; 
And  take  his  word  for  counsel, 

His  spirit  for  a  guide  ; 
And  make  a  full  surrender 

Of  every  thing  beside. 

V- 

6  Come  on,  my  precious  brethren, 
^  And  travel  on  with  me  ; 
"We'll  seek  for  heav'nly  treasure 

Until  we  find  the  sea 
Of  sweet  unbounded  riches, 

Of  life,  and  love  and  peace, 


HYMN  31.  41 

Where  beauty  never  wither?, 
And  glory  ne''er  shall  cease. 

5  What,  though  the  world  reproach  us, 

And  say  weVe  mean  and  poor, 
No  matter  what  we  suffer, 

If  we  can  reach  the  shore  : 
'Twill  make  the  glory  sweeter, 

And  raise  the  praises  high'r ; 
And  we  shall  be  completer, 

When  purified  by  fire. 

HYMN  31.— 7s.  ^ 
The  resurrection  and  ascemion. 

ANGELS  !  roll  the  rock  away  ! 
Death  !  yield  up  fhe  mighty  prey  : 
See  !  he  rises  from  the  tomb, 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom, 
flallelujah  !  praise  the  Lord  1 

2  'Tis  the  Saviour!  angels,  raise 
Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praise  ! 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Hear  the  joy-inspiring  sound. 

Hallelujah  !  Praise  the  Lord  ! 

3  Now,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes ! 


42  HYMN  32. 

Now  to  glory  see  him  rise, 

In  long  triumph,  up  the  sky — 

Up  to  waiting  worlds  on  high.  Hal. 

4  Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  choirs  ! 
Praise,  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres! 
Shout,  O  earth,  in  rapturous  song, 
Let  the  strains  be  sweet  and  strong  ! 
Hallelujah  !  Praise  the  Lord  ! 

HYMN  32.— C.  M. 

Godly  sorrow  arising  from  the  sufferings  of 
Christ. 

ALAS !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ! 
And  did  my  Sovereign  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

CHORUS. 

*•  O  the  Lamb,  the  loving  Lamb, 

The  Lamb  on  Calvary, 
The  Lamb  was  slain  and  lives  again, 

To  intercede  for  me." 

2  Thy  body  slain,  sweet  Jesus,  thine, 
And  bathM  in  its  own  blood, 


HYMN  33.  43 

While,  all  expos"*d  to  wrath  divine, 
The  glorious  sufferer  stood  I 

Was  it  for  crimes  that  1  had  done, 
He  groan'd  upon  the  tree  ? 

Amazing  pity,  grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond  degree  ! 

Il  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 
I        And  shut  his  glories  in, 
*    When  God,  the  mighty  Maker,  died, 
For  man,  the  creature's  sin. 

5  Thus  I  might  hide  my  blushing  face, 

While  his  dear  cross  ap[)ears, 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  mine  eyes  in  tears. 

6  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne"'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe  : 
Here,  Lord,  I  £,dve  myself  away  ;    , 
' This  all  that  I  CaU  do. 


HYMN  33.— L.  M. 

Gethsemane. 
^rfllS  midnight — and  on  Olive's  brow, 
JL    The  star  is    dimm'd    that   lately 
fihone ; 


44.  HYMN  34.       . 

'Tis  midnight — in  the  garden  now, 
The  suff'ring  Saviour  prajfs  alone. 

2  'Tis  midnight — and  from  all  reraov'd 
Iramanuel  wrestles  alone,  with  fears ' 

E'en  the  disciple  that  he  lov'd 

Heeds  not  his  Master's  grief  and  tear 

3  'Tis  midnight — and  for  others'  guilt : 
The  man  of  sorrow  weeps  in  blood  : 

Tet  he  that  hath  in  anguish  knelt, 
Is  not  forsaken  by  his  God. 

4  'Tis  midnight — and  from  ether  plainsj 
Is  borne  the  song  that  angels  know  ; 

Unheard  by  mortals  are  the  strains 
That  sweetly  soothe  the  Savior's  wo 


HYMN  34.— L,  M. 
The  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

WHEN  marshall'd  on  the  nightly  plaii 
The  gUttering  host  bestud  the  sky; 
One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train, 
Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 

2  Hark  !  hark!  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 
From  every  host,  from  every  gem ; 


HYMN  35.  45 


3ut  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks. 
It  is  the  star  of  Bethlehem. 


i  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 
I  The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark, 
rhe  ocean  yawn'd,  and  rudely  blow'd 
The  wind  that  toss'd  my  foundering  bark. 

I 

1.  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze, 
Death  struck,  I  ceas'd  the  tide  to  stem  : 

»Vhen  suddenly  a  star  arosej 
it  was  the  star  of  Bethlehem. 


5  It  wag  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all, 
It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease  ; 

\.nd  through  the  storm  and  dangers  thrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

]  Now  safely  moor'd — my  perils  o'er, 
I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem  3 

forever  and  forevermore, 
The  star— the  star  of  Bethlehem. 


HYMN  35.-S.  M. 
Lamb  of  God. 
jV-QT  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 
11    On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  the  stain. 


46  HYMN  36. 

2  But  Christ  the  heavenly  Lamb, 
Takes  all  our  sins  away  j 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 
And  richer  blood  than  they, 

5  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 

On  that  dear  head  of  thine — 
While  like  a  penitent  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 

4  My  soul  looks  back  to  see 

The  burdens  thou  didst  bear, 
When  hanging  on  the  cursed  tree, 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

6  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove  ; 
We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voic 
And  sing  his  bleeding  love. 


HYMN  36— C.  M. 
Fou7itain. 

THERE  is  a  fountain  fill'd  with  blood,. 
Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins  ; 
And  sinners,  plung'd  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

4  The  dying  chief  rejoic'd  to  see 
That  fountain  in  his  day  ; 


HYMN  37  47 

And  there  may  I,  as  vile  as  he 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 
I        Shall  never  lose  its  power, 

1  Till  all  the  ransom'd  church  of  God 

Be  sav'd  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream, 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be— till  I  die. 

5  Then  in  anobler,  sweeter  song, 

I'll  sing  thy  pow'r  to  save  5 
When  this  poor,  lisping,  stamm'ring  tongue 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 

HYMN  37.— C.  M. 
Efficacious  Grace. 

HAIL  !  mighty  Jesus  !  how  divine 
Is  thy  victorious  sword  ! 
The  stoutest  rebel  must  resign 
At  thy  commanding  word. 

2  Deep  are  the  wounds  thine  arrows  give. 
They  pierce  the  Jiardest  heart ; 

Thy  smiles  of  grace*  the  slain  revive, 
And  joy  succeeds  to  smart. 


48  HYMN  38. 

2  Still  gird  thy. sword  upon  thy  thigh  ; 
Ride  with  majestic  sway  : 
Go  forth,  sweet  prince,  triumphantly, 
And  make  thy  foes  obey. 

fi  And  when  thy  victories  are  complete, 
When  all  the  chosen  race 
Shall  round  the  throne  of  glory,  meet 
To  sing  thy  conquering  grace  j 

5  O  may  my  humble  soul  be  found 
Among  that  favor'd  band  ! 
And  Ij  with  them,  thy  praise  will  sound 
Throughout  Immanuel's  land. 


HYMN  38.— L.  M. 
Tht  example  of  Christ, 

MY  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 
I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word : 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth  and  such  thy  zeal. 
Such  deference  to  thy  father's  will, 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine, 
I  woald  transcribe,  and  make  them  min« 

3  Cold  mountains,  and  the  midnight  air, 
Witness'd  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer  ^ 


I 


HYMN  39.  49 

The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict,  and  thy  victory  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern  ;  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 
Then  God  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name, 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 


HYMN  39.— C.  M. 
Devotion. 
/"HILST  thee  I,6eek,  protecting pow'r 
Be  my  vain  wishes  stilTd  j 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  tili'd. 


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2  Thy  love  the  po%ver  of  tho't  befetow'd, 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar  : 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flow'd  ; 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see  ! 
Kach  blessing  to  my  soul  most  dear, 
Because  conferr'd  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  davB, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 


50  HYMN  40. 


5  When  gladness  wings  my  favof'd  hour 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill ; 
Resign'd,  when  storms  of  sorrow  low'r 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see  ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear  , 
That  heart  will  rest  on  thee, 


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HYMN  40.— P.  M. 

HE  Lord  into  his  garden  comes, 
The  spices  yield  a  rich  perfume, 
The  lilies  grow  and  thrive  :' 
Refreshing  showers  of  grace  divine, 
From  >esus  flow  to  every  vine, 
And  make  his  people  one. 


2  O  that  this  dry  and  barren  ground 
In  springs  of  water  may  abound, 

A  fruitful  soil  become  ! 
The  desert  blossom  as  the  rose, 
When  Jesus  conquers  all  his  foes, 

And  makes  his  people  one. 

3  The  glorious  time  is  rolling  dn, 
The  gracious  work  is  now  begun, 

My  soul  a  witness  is  : 
I  taste  and  see  the  pardon  free. 


HYMN  40.  51 

For  all  mankind  as  well  as  me, 
Who  come  to  Christ  m.ay  live. 

4  The  worst  of  sinner?  here  may  find 
A  Saviour  pitiful  and  kind, 

Who  will  them  all  receive  ! 
None  are  too  late  who  will  repent  j 
Out  of  one  sinner  legions  went ; 

Jesus  did  him  relieve. 

5  Come  brethren,  all  who  love  the  Lord, 
And  taste  the  sweetness  of  his  word, 

In  Jesus'  ways  go  on  ; 
Our  troubles  and  our  trials  here, 
Will  only  make  us  richer  there, 

When  we  arrive  at  home. 

6  We  feel  that  heaver,  is  now  begun. 
It  issues  from  the  shining  Ihrono 

Of  Jesus  Christ,  on  high  ; 
It  comes  like  floods,  we  can't  contain, 
We  drink,  and  drink,  and  drink  again, 

And  yet  for  more  we  cry. 


7  But  when  we  come  to  reign  above. 
And  allmrround  a  throne  of  love, 

We'll  drink  a  full  supply  ! 
Jesus  will  lead  his  armies  threugh, 
To  living  fountains  where  they  flow, 

Which  never  will  run  dry. 


52  HYMN  41 


B  There  we  shall  reign  and  shout  end  5ing, 
And  make  the  heavenly  regions  ring, 

When  all  the  saints  get  iionie  ! 
Lome  on,  coine  on,  my  brethren  dear^ 
Soon  shall  we  meet  together  there, 

For  Jesus  bids  us  come. 

J  Amen,  amen,  my  soul  replies, 
I'm  bound  to  meet  you  in  the  skies. 

And  claim  my  mansion  there  ;   [hand, 
Now   here's    my    heart,   now   here's  my 
To  meet  you  in  that  heavenly  land, 

Where  we  shall  part  no  more. 

10  There  on  that  peaceful  happy  shore. 
We'll  sing  and  shout  our  suffering  o'er, 

In  sweet  redeeming  love  : 
We'll  shout  and  praise  our  conq'rinc"king, 
Who  died  himself  tliat  he  might  bring 
Us  rebels  home  to  God. 


HYMN   11.— P.  M. 
Therts  notking  true  bidhfarcn. 

II HIS  world  is  all  a  fleeting  show, 
.    For  man's  illusion  given  ; 
The  smiles  of  joy,  the  tears  of  w  ce 
Deceitful  shine,  deceitful  flow; 
There's  nothing  true  but  lieaven. 


IIYMiN  41.  53 


2  Poor  wand'rers  of  a  stormy  day, 
From  wave  to  wave  are  driven ; 

And  fancy's  flash  and  reason's  ray. 

Serve  but  to  light  us  on  the  way  ; 
There's  nothing  caini  but  heaven. 


3  And  false  the  lighten  glory's  plume 

As  fading  hues  at  even  ; 
And  genius'  bud  and  beauty's  bloom 
Are  blossoms  gather 'd  from  the  tomb  j 
There's  nothing  bright  but  heaven. 

4  And  Where's  the  hand  held  out  to  cheer 

The  heart  with  anguish  riven  ; 
For  sorrows,  sighs,  and  trouble's  tear, 
Have  never  found  a  refuge  here  ; 

There's  nothing  kind  but  heaven. 

5  In  vain  do  mortals  sigh  for  blis5, 

Without  their  sins  forgiven  ; 
True  pleasure,  everlasting  peace, 
Are  only  found  in  God's  free  grace ; 


6  From  such  as  walk  in  wisdom's  road, 

Corroding  fears  are  driven  j 
They're  wash'd  in  Christ's  atoning  bloodj 
Enjoy  communion  with  their  God, 

And  find  their  way  to  heaven. 


54  HYMN   42&L43. 

HYMN  42.— P.  M. 
Indian  Hymn. 

IN  de  dark  v/ood,  no  Indian  nigh, 
Den  me  look  heaven  and  send  up  cry; 
Upon  my  knee  so  low ; 
Den  God  on  high  in  shining  placo^ 
See  me  in  night  wid  teary  face, 
De  priest  he  tell  me  so. 

2  He  send  he  angel  take  me  care, 
He  come  heself  to  hear  me  prayer, 

If  Indian  heart  do  pray  3 
.    He  see  me  now,  he  know  me  here, 
He  say,  poor  Indian  neber  fear^ 
Me  wid  you  night  and  day. 

3  So  me  lub  God  wid  inside  heart, 
He  fight  for  me,  he  take  urn  part, 

He  save  um  life  before  5 
God  lub  poor  Indian  in  the  wood, 
Den  me  lub  God  and  dat  be  good  ! 

Me  pray  him  two  times  more. 


HYMN  43.— L.   M, 
For  the  Lord's  Supper. 

THIS  feast  was  Jesus'  high  behest, 
This  cup  of  thanks  his  last  request 
Ye,  who  can  feel  his  worth,  attend. 
Eat,  drink,  in  memory  of  your  friend. 


HYMN  44.  55 


2  Around  the  patriot's  bust  ye  throng, 
Him  ye  exalt  in  swelling  song  : 
For  him  the  wreath  of  glory  bind, 
Who  frepd  from  vassilage  his  kind  : 

3  And  sjjall  not  he  your  praises  reap, 
Who  rescues  from  the  iron  sleep  ? 
.The  great  deliverer,  whose  breath 
Unbinds  the  captives  e'en  of  death  ? 

4  Shall  he,  who,  fellow-men  to  save, 
Became  a  tenant  of  the  grave, 
Unthanked,  uncelebrated  rise, 
Pass  unremember'd  to  the  skies  ? 


5  Christians  !  unite  with  loud  acclaim 
To  hymn  the  Saviour's  welcome  name 
On  earth  extol  his  wondrous  love  ; 
Repeat  his  praise  in  worlds  above. 


HYMN  44.— C.  M. 
Zeal  and  vigor  in  the  Christian  Race. 

AWAKE,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve, 
And  press  with  vigor  on  : 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

i  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around. 
Hold  thee  in  full  survey  : 


56  HYMN  45. 


Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice' 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high  ; 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye  : — 

4  That  prize  with  peerless  glories  bright, 
Which  shall  new  lustre  boast, 

When  victors'   wreaths'   and  monarche 
gems 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust. 


fi  My  soul,  with  sacred  ardor  fired, 
The  glorious  prize  pursue  ; 
And  cheerful  hear  my  Master's  call, 
To  bid  this  earth  adieu. 


HYMN  45.— C.  M. 
Trust  in  God  under  the  trials  of  Ftrfiie. 

WHEN  from  the  verge  of  youth,  my 
mind 
Life's  opening  scene  surveyed  j 
I  viewed  its  ills  of  various  kind, 
Afflicted  and  afraid. 

S  But  chief,  my  fear  the  dangers  moved. 
That  virtue's  path  enclose  ; 


HYMN  45.  67 


My  heart  the  wise  pursuit  approved, 
But  oh  !  what  toils  oppose  ! 

3  For  see,  while  yet  her  unknown  waj« 

With  doubtful  step  I  tread, 

A  hostile  world  its  terrors  raise, 

Its  snares  delusive  spread. 

4  O  how  shall  I,  with  heart  prepared, 

Those  terrors  learn  to  meet  1 
How,  fronri  the  thousand  snares  to  guard 
My  inexperienced  feet  ? 

5  Let  faith  suppress  each  rising  fear, 

Each  anxious  doubt  exclude  ; 
My  Maker's  will  has  placed  me  here, 
A  Maker  wise  and  good. 

6  He  to  my  every  trial  knows 

Its  just  restraints  to  give  j 
Attentive  to  behold  my  woea, 
And  faithful  to  relieve. 

7  The'  griefs  unnumbered  throng  thee  round 

Still  in  thy  God  confide. 
Whose  finger  marks  the  seas  their  bound, 
And  curbs  the  rolling  tide. 


58  HVMN  46. 


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HYMN  46.— P.M. 
In  a  Thunder  Storm. 
ET  coward  guilt,  with  pallid  fear 
To  sheltering  caverns  fly, 
And  justly  dread  the  vengeful  fate, 
That  thunders  through  the  sky. 


2  Protected  by  that  hand,  whose  law 

The  threatening  storms  obey, 
Intrepid  virtue  smiles  secure 
As  in  the  blaze  of  day. 

3  In  the  thick  cloud's  tremendous  gloom, 

The  lightning's  lurid  glare. 
It  views  the  same  all-gracious  Power, 
That  breathes  the  vernal  air. 

4  Througb  nature's  ever-varying  scene, 

By  different  ways  pursued, 
The  one  eternal  end  of  Heaven, 
Is  universal  good. 

5  With  like  beneficent  effect 

O'er  flaming  ether  glows, 
As  when  it  tunes  the  linnet's  voice, 
And  blushes  in  the  rose. 


6  When  through  creation's  vast  expanse, 
The  last  dread  thunders  roll. 


HYMN  47.  59 

Untune  the  concord  of  the  spheres, 
And  shakes  the  guilty  soul : 

7  Unmoved  may  we  the  final  storm 
Of  jarring  worlds  survey, 
That  ushers  in  the  tranquil  morn 
Of  life's  eternal  day. 

HYMN46.— 8,  7. 
The  Judgment  Day. 

LO!  he  comes,  with  clouds  descending, 
Once  for  man's  redemption  slain  ; 
Countless  hosts  of  saints  and  angels 
Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train. 

Hallelujah  ! 
Jesus  comes,  and  comes  to  reign. 

2  Hark !  the  mountain's  base  is  rending  ! 

Shakes  the  wide  creation  round! 
Hear  the  trump,  the  Judge  proclaiming, 
Thro'  the  realms  of  death  resoiind  ! 

How  the  summons 
Will  the  scoffer's  heart  confound ! 

3  At  that  call,  the  dead  awaking, 

Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea ! 
All  the  powers  of  wondering  nature, 
At  his  voice  prepare  to  flee. 


60  HYMN  48. 


Careless  sinner, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  T 

4  But  ye  blest,  who  pant  to  see  him, 
Clothed  in  majesty  divine, 
Long  his  name  who've  loved  and  honor'd, 
Then  may  say — his  God  is  mine  : 

Gracious  Saviour, 
Own  us  in  that  day  for  thine. 

HYMN  48.—  8,  7. 

Funeral  Hymn. — 77ie  Emblems  of  Death. 

SEE  the  leaves  around  us  falling, 
Dry  and  withered  to  the  ground  ; 
Thus  to  thoughtless  mortals  calling, 
In  a  sad  and  solemn  sound  : — 


2  "  Sons  of  Adam,  (once  in  Eden, 

Where,  like  us,  he  blighted  fell,) 
Hear  the  lesson  we  are  reading  5 
Mark  the  awful  truth  to  tell : 

3  "  Youth,  on  length  of  days  presuming, 

Who  the  paths  of  pleasure  tread  : 
View  us,  late  in  beauty  blooming, 
Numbered  now  among  the  dead  : 


4  "  What  though  yet  no  losses  grieve  you, 
Gay  with  health  and  many  a  grace, 


HYMN  49.  61 

Let  not  cloudless  skies  deceive  you  : 
Sommer  gives  to  autumn  place. 

5  '•  Yearly  in  our  course  returning, 
Messengers  ot  shortest  stay, 
Thus  we  preach  this  truth  concerning, 
Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away." 

G  On  the  tree  of  life  eternnl, 
O  let  all  our  hopes  be  laid  : 
This  alone,  for  ever  vernal, 
Bears  a  leaf  that  shall  not  fads. 


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HYMN  49.-7,  6. 
Missionary  Hymn. 

ROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains. 

From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains       * 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand  ; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 


2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 
Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle  ; 

Though  every  prospect  pleases, 
And  only  man  is  vile  5 

In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 


62  HYMN  50. 


The  gifts  of  God  are  strown  ; 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness 
Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

By  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 
Salvation  !  O  salvation  ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  each  remotest  nation 

Hcis  learnt  Mesiah's  name. 

4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  liis  story  ; 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till  like  a  sea  of  glory. 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole  ; 
Till  o'er  our  ransom'd  nature, 

%he  Lamb  of  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

B.e turns  in  bliss  to  reign. 


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HYMN  50— L.  M. 
A  Funeral  Hymn. 
NVEIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb  ! 
Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room 
To  slumber  in  thy  silent  dust. 


HYMN  51.  63 

2  No  pain,  no  grief,  no  anxious  fear 
Invade  thy  bounds  ;  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  its  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept ;  God's  dying  Son 
Passed  through  the  grave,  and  blessed  the 

bed  5 
Then  rest,  dear  saint,  till  from  his  throne, 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break,  sacred  morning,  from  the  skies  ! 
Then,  clothed  anew  in  bright  array, 
Immortal  form  !  to  life  arise. 

And  swell  the  song  of  endless  day. 


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HYMN  51.— H.  M. 

Nativity  of  Christ. 
ARK  !  what  celestial  sounds. 

What  music  fills  the  air  ! 
Soft  warbling  to  the  morn, 
It  strikes  the  ravished  ear  : 
Now  all  is  still, 
Now  wild  it  floats 
In  tuneful  notes, 
Loud,  sweet,  and  shrill. 


5  Th'  angelic  hosts  descend, 
With  harmony  divine  : 
See  how  from  heaven  they  bend 
And  in  full  chorus  join. 


64  HYMN  52. 


Fear  not,  say  they, 
Great  joy  we  bring  : 
Jesus,  your  king 
Is  born  to-dav. 


3  He  comes,  your  eouls  to  save 
From  death's  eternal  gloom  ; 
To  realms  of  bliss  and  light 
He  lifts  you  from  the  tomb. 

Your  voices  raise, 
\V* ith  sons  of  light, 
Your  songs  unite 
Of  endless  praise. 

4  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 

Ye  mortals,  spread  the  sound, 
And  let  your  raptures  fly 
To  earth's  remotest  bound. 
For  peace  on  earth, 
From  God  in  Heaven 
To  man  is  given, 
At  Jesus'  birth. 


HYMN  52.— L.  M. 
The  Spiritual  Warfare. 
k  RISE,  my  soul  1  shake  off" thy  fears, 
jL  And  gir^  the  gospel  armor  on  ; 
March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy. 
Where  thy  great  Captain,  Chri6t,ha8  gon« 


HYMN  53.  G5 

2  Sin  and  the  world  resist  thy  course  : 

But  these,  my  soul !  are  vanquished  foes  } 
For  Jesus  nailed  them  to  the  cross, 
And  sang  the  triumph  when  he  rose. 

3  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on. 
Press  forward  to  the  heavenly  gate  5 
There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign. 

And  glittering  robes  for  conquerors  wait. 

4  There  shall  I  wear  a  victor's  crown, 
And  triumph  in  th'  Almighty's  grace  ! 
There  all  the  just,  in  chorus  joined, 

t    Unite  to  celebrate  his  praise. 


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HYMN  53.— L.  M. 
Perseverence  in  the  Christian  life. 
ROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 
And  thousands  v/alk  together  there  ; 
While  wisdom  shows  a  narrow  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 


2  "  Deny  thyself  and  take  thy  cross," 
Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command  ; 
Nature  mast  count  her  gold  but  dross. 
If  she  would  win  this  heavenly  land. 

8  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints. 
And  treads  the  path  of  life  no  more, 

4 


60  HYMN  54. 

Forgets  what  joys  await  thy  saints, 
And  makes  bis  own  destruction  sure. 

4  Let  not  my  hopes,  like  such,  be  vain ; 
But  striving  with  thy  faithful  few, 
May  I  that  pledge  of  glory  gain, 
Which  false  pretenders  never  knew. 


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HYMN  54.— P,  M— 8. 
Christian  Unity. 
ROM  whence  doth  this  union  arise, 
That  hatred  is  conquered  by  love  ; 
It  fastens  our  souls  in  such  ties, 
That  nature  and  time  can't  remove 


2  It  cannot  in  Eden  be  found, 

Net  yet  in  a  paradise  lost  ; 
It  grows  on  Immanuel's  ground, 
And  Jesus'  rich  blood  it  did  coat. 

3  My  friends  are  so  dear  unto  me, 

Our  hearts  all  united  in  love  ; 
Where  Jeaus  is  gone  we  shall  be, 
In  yonder  blest  mansions  above. 

4  O  why  then  so  loth  do  we  part, 

Since  we  shall  ere  long  meet  again. 


HYMN  55.  67 

EngfravM  on  Immanuel's  heart ; 
At  a  dislauce  we  cannot  remain. 

5  And  when  we  shall  see  that  bright  day, 

United  with  angels  above, 
No  longer  confined  to  our  clay, 
O'erwheImM  in  Ihe  ocean  of  love* 

6  O  then  with  our  Jesus  we'll  reign. 

And  al!  his"  bright  glory  shall  see, 
And  sing  hallehijah,  amen, 
Amen,  even  so  let  it  be. 


HY?vIN  55.— L.  M. 
TVie  day  of  Probation  and  Hope. 

LIFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord ! 
The  time  t'  insure  thy  great  re- 
ward ; 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
To  thee  the  sinner  may  return. 

2  Life  is  the  season  thou  hast  given, 
To  fit  us  for  the  joys  of  heaven  ; 
Fast  fleets  that  hotir  of  grace  away, 
And  who  its  rapid  course  can  stay  ? 


€8  HYMN  56 

:3  The  living;  know  that  they  must  die, 
But  all  the  dead  unconscious  lie  ; 
Their  memory  and  their  sense  isgone^ 
.Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 

4  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  passed 
In  the  cold  g-rave,  to  which  we  haste  ; 
Oblivion,  darkness,  and  despair, 
Still  reign  in  gloomy  silence  there. 

5  Then  the  great  work  we  have  to  do, 
Let  us  with  all  our  might  pursue  : 
And  wisely  every  hour  employ. 
Till  faith  and  hope  are  lost  in  joy. 


HYiVN  56.— C.  M. 
Tlie  Way  of  the  Ri;^hteous  and  the  Wicked, 
'Wy  LEST  is  the  man,   who  shuns  the 
3y     place 

Where  sinners  love  to  meet ; 

Who  fears  to  (read  in  follyN  ways. 

And  hates  the  sco£fer"'s  seat ; 

2  But  in  thy  prrfect  statutes,  Lord  ! 
Has  placed  his  chief  delight ; 
By  day  devoutly  reads  thy  word, 
•'     And  meditates  by  night. 


HYMN  57.  69 

3  He,  like  a  tree  of  generous  kind, 
By  living;  waters  set, 

Sale  from  the  storm  and  blasting  wiud. 
Enjoys  a  peaceful  atate, 

4  Green  as  the  leaf  and  ever  fair 

Shall  his  profession  shi^^e  : 

"While  fruits  of  holiness  appear, 

Like  clusters  ou  the  viae. 

5  Not  so  the  impious  and  unjust : 

What  vain  desig'ns  they  form  ; 
Their  hopes  are  swept  away  like  di  st^ 
Or  chaff  before  the  storr*. 

6  How  shall  they  bear  at  last  to  stand 

Before  thai  judgment-seat. 
Where  all  the  saints  at  thy  right  hand 
In  full  assembly  meet  ? 

HYMN  57.— C.  M. 
Walking  with  God. 

OFOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
A  calm  and  Lravenly  frame  ; 
A  Hght  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb! 


70     .         HYMN  57. 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 

VVheu  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus,  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  then  enjoyed  ! 

How  sweet  their  memory  still  I 
But  now  I  find  an  aching:  vcid 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove  !  return 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest! 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast 

5  The  dearest  idol!  have  known, 

Whatever  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame  ; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 


,  HYMN  58.  71 

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HYMN  58.— P.  M. 

WHEN  ghall  we  three  meet  again  ? 
When  shall  we  three  meet  again? 
Oft  shall  glowing  hope  expire, 
Oft  shall  wearied  love  retire  ; 
Oft  shall  death  and  sorrow  reign, 


2  Though  in  distant  lands  we  sigh, 
Parch'd  beneath  a  hostile  sky  ; 
Though  the  deep  between  us  roll, 
Friendship  shall  unite  our  souls  ; 
And  in  fancy''s  wide  domain 

Oft  shall  we  three  meet  again. 

3  When  our  burnish'dJocks  are  grey, 
ThinnM  by  many  a  toil  spent  day  ; 
Whei  around  this  youthful  pine, 
Moss  shall  creep  and  ivy  twine  ; 
Long  may  this  lov'd  bower  remain  ; 
Here  may  we  three  meet  again. 

4  When  the  dreams  of  life  are  fled, 
When  its  wasted  lamps  are  dead, 
When  in  cold  oblivion's  shade, 
Beauty,  wealth,  and  fame  are  laid  ; 


72  HYMN  59. 

Where  immortal  spirits  rei^n, 
There  may  we  all  meet  again. 

HYMM  59.-8,  7. 
Grateful  recollection. 

COME,  thou  Fouot  of  ev'ry  blessing;, 
Tune  ray  heart  to  sing  thy  grace  ; 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet. 
Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above: 
Praise  the  mount—  I'm  fix'd  upon  it — 
Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love. 

2  Here  I  raise  my  Eben-Ezer, 

Hither  by  tky  help  Pm  come  ; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jf  sns  sought  me  when  a  stranger 

WaudVingfrom  the  fold  of  God  ; 
He  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interpos'd  with  precious  blood. 

3  Oh  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  Pm  conslrain'd  to  be! 
Let  that  grace  now,  like  a  fetter. 
Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  lo  thee  : 


HYMN  60.  73 

Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it —  ^ 
Froneto  leave  the  God  Hove — 

Here's  my  heart — O  take  and  seal  it; 
Seal  it  lor  thy  courts  above. 


HYMN  60.— C.  M. 
HAT  heavenly  music  do  I  hear, 
Salvation  sounding  tree  ; 
Ye  souls  in  bondage  lend  an  ear, 
This  is  the  Jubilee. 


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2  How  sweetly  do  the  tidings  roll, 

All  round  from  sea  to  sea, 
From  laud  to  land,  from  pole  to  pole, 
This  is  the  Jubilee. 

3  Good  news,  good  news,   to    .\dam's 

race, 
Let  Christians  all  agree 
To  sing  redeeming  Love  and  Grace, 
This  is  the  Jubilee. 

4  The  gospel  sounds  a  sweet  release 

To  all  in  misery, 
And   bids   them    welcome    home   to 
peace. 
This  is  the  Jubilee, 


74  HYMN  61. 

5  Jesus  13  on  bis  mercy,  seat, 

Before  him  bend  the  knee  ; 
Let  heaven  and  earth  his  praise  re- 
peat, 
This  is  the  Jubilee. 

6  Sinners,  be  wise,  return  and  come 

Unto  the  Saviour  free  ; 
The  Spirit  bids  you  welcome  home, 
This  is  the  Jubilee. 

7  Come,    ye    redeem^,    your    tribute 

bring, 
With  songs  of  harmony  ; 
^hile  on  the  road  to  i 
This  is  the  Jubilee, 


HYMN  61.— C.  M. 

"  O  that  I  were  as  in  months  past." 

SWEET  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 
The  Saviour's  pardoning  blood 
Apply 'd  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  reveal'd, 
His  praises  tunM  my  tongue  ; 


HYMN  61.  75 

Anil,  when  the  evening  shades  pre- 
vail'd, 
His  love  was  all  my  soug. 

1  In  vain  the  tempter  spreads  his  wiles, 
The  world  no  more  could  charm  ; 
Iliv'd  upon  my  Saviour's  smiles, 
And  lean'd  upon  his  arm. 

I:  In  prayer  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord 
And  saw  his  glory  shine  ; 
And,  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
1  caiPd  each  promise  mine. 

►  Then  to  his  saints  I  often  spoke 

Of  what  his  love  had  done  : 
But  now  my  heart  is  almost  broke, 
For  all  my  joys  are  gone. 

>  Now,  when  the  evening  shade  pre- 

vails, 
My  soul  in  darkness  mourns  ; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 
No  light  to  me  returns. 

7  My    prayers  are   now   a   chattering 
noise, 


76  HYMN  62. 

For  Jesus  hides  his  face  ; 
1  read,  the  premise  meets  my  eyes, 
But  will  not  reach  my  case. 

8  Now  Satan  threatens  to  prevail, 
And  make  my  soul  his  prey  : 
Yet,  Lord,  thy  mercies  cannot  fail, 
O  come  -without  delay. 


HYMN  62.-7'?. 
Tempted — but  flying  to  Christ  the  refuge. 

JESUS  !  lover  of  my  soul, 
Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly 
While  the  raging:  billoAvs  roll, — 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high  ! 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour  !  hide, 
Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past; 
-  Safe  into  the  haven  guide  ; 
Oh,  receive  my  soul  at  last! 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none. — 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee  I 
Leave,  ah  I  leave  me  not  alone  I 

Still  support  and  comfort  me  I 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stay'd  ; 

All  my  help  from  thee  1  bring: 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  Ihfc  shadow  of  thy  wing. 


HYMN  63.    ■  77 

Tboa,  O  Chiist !  art  all  I  want : . 

All  in  all  in  thee  ]  Cnd  : 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blinJ: 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 

1  am  all  unrighteousness, 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am — 

Thou  artful!  of  truth  and  grace. 

Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found — 

Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sins  : 
Let  the  healing  stream  abound  ; 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within  : 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art  I 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thtie  I 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, — 

Rise  to  all  sternity ! 


HYMN  63.-7,  6. 
The  Pilgrim's  Song. 
[>  ISE,    my    soul  !    and    stretch    thy 
W,     wings. 

Thy  better  portion  trace  : 
Rise,  from  transitory  things. 

Towards  heav'u,  thy  native  place  ! 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars,  decay  ; 
Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove  » 


78  HYMN  64. 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 
To  seats  preparM  above  ! 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run. 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  courpe  ; 
Fire,  ascending,  seeks  the  sun  : 

Both  speed  tliem  to  their  source  ; 
Thus  a  soul,  new-born  of  God, 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face, 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  Cease,  ye  pilgrims !  cease  to  mourn  ; 

Press  onward  to  the  prize  : 
Soon  the  Saviour  will  return 

Triumphant  in  the  skies  : 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given, — 
All  your  sorrows  left  below. 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 


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HYMN  64.-8,  8,  6s. 
The  Spiritual  Pilgrim. 
OW  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot, 
How  free  from  anxious  care  and 
thought, 
From  worldly  hope  and  fear ! 


HYMN  64  79 

ConfinM  to  utither  court  nor  cell, 
His  soul  disdains  on  earth  to  dwell, 
He  only  sojourns  here. 

2  His  happiness  in  part  is  mine  ; 
Already  sav'd  from  self-design, 

From  ev'ry  creature-love — 
BlessM  with  the  scorn  of  finite  good, 
My  soul  is  lighteu'd  of  its  load, 

And  seeks  the  things  above. 

3  The  things  eternal  I  pursue, 
And  happiness  beyond  the  view 

Of  those  who  basely  pant 
For  things  by  nature  felt  and  seen  : 
Their  honors,  wealth,  and  pleasures 
mean, 

1  neither  have  nor  -want. 

4  Nothing-  on  earth  I  call  my  own  : 
A  stranger,  to  the  world  unknown, 

I  all  their  goods  despise  ; 
I  trample  on  their  whole  delight, 
And  seek  a  country  out  of  sight, — 

A  country  in  the  skies. 


.80  -    HYMN  G5. 

5  There  is  my  bouse  and  porllon  fair  : 
My  treasure  and  my  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding  home  : 
For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay; 
And  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come. 

6  I  come,  thy  s'-rvant,  Lord  !  replies, 
I  come  to  meet  thee  in  theskie«, 

And  claim  my  heavenly  rest : 
Now  let  the  pilgrim'a  journey  end  : 
Now — oh,    my    Saviour,    brother, 
friend  ! — 

Receive  me  to  thy  breast ! 

HYMN  65.— L.  M. 
The  Divine  Perfections  and  Providence. 
IGH  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God, 
Thy  goodness  in  full  glory  shines; 
Thy  truth  shall  break  through  every 

cloud 
Which  veils  and  d-^rkecs  thy  designs. 

2  Thy  justice  like  the  hills  remains, 
Unfathomed  depths  thy  mercies  are  ; 
Thy  providence  the  world  sustains  ; 
The  whole  creation  is  thv  care. 


HYMN  66.  81 

3  Since  of  thy  goodness  all  partake, 
With  what  assurance  may  the  just 
Thy   sheltering    wings    their    refuge 

make, 
And  saints  to  thy  protection  trust. 

4  Such  guests  shall  to  thy  courts  be  led, 
To  banquet  on  thy  lover's  repast, 
And  drink,  as  from  the  fountain-head, 
Of  joys  which  shall  forever  last. 

5  O  let  thy  saints  thy  favour  gain, 
To  upright  hearts  thy  truth  display, 
With  thee  the  springs  of  life  remain, 
Thy  presence  is  eternal  day. 


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HYMN  66.— C.  M. 
The  first  and  second  coming  of  Jesus. 
NG  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands  I 
Ye  tribes  of  every  tongue  ! 
His  new-discovered  grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  song. 


2  Say  to  the  nations,  Jesus  came 
A  guilty  world  to  save  ; 
From  vice  and  error  to  reclaim, 
And  rescue  from  the  grave. 

6 


82  HYMN  66. 

3  Let  heaven  proclaim  the  joyful  day, 

Joy  through  the  earth  be  seen  ; 
Let  cities  shine  in  bright  array, 
And  fields  in  cheerrul  green 

4  With    pleasure   lift  your   wandering 

eyes, 
Ye  islands  of  the  sea  ! 
Ye  mountains  1    sink  ;    ye  valleys  I 

lise  ; 
Prepare  the  Saviour's  way. 

5  Behold,  he  comes!  he  comes  to  bless 

The  nations  from  their  God  ; 
To  show  the  world  his  righteousness, 
And  send  his  truth  abroad. 

6  Again  he  comes  with  powerful  voice 

To  wake  the  numerous  dead, 
And  call  his  churches  to  rejoice 
With  their  exalted  Head. 

7  When   he,   who   is  our  life,   draws 

near, 
And  all  his  glory  view, 
His  faithful  servants  shall  appear 
With  him  in  glory  too. 


HYMN  67.  83 

HYMN  67.-6  I.  L.  M. 
God^  our  Shcphc7-d. 

THE  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prr pare., 
And    feed  me  with  a   shepherd's 
care  ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye  ; 
My  noonday  walks  he  shall  attend. 
And  all  my  midnigiit  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  T  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant; 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads  ; 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 
Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile  : 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 
With    sudden    greens    and    herbage 

crowned, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around, 

4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill ; 


54  HYMN  68. 

For  tbon,  O  Lord  !  art  with  me  still ; 
Tltj  (Vioidly  crook  shall  '^ive  me  nid, 
find  ^nide  me  through  the, dreadful 
shade. 


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HYMN  68.-C.  M. 
Salvation. 
ALVATION  !  O,  the  joyful  sound  I 
'Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears  : 
A  sovVeis^n  balm  for  ev'ry  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 


2  BuriM  in  sorrow,  and  in  sin. 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay  ; 
But  we  arise  by  grace  divine 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation!  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around. 

While  all  the  armies  of  tiie  sky 

Conspire  to  yaise  the  sound. 

4  Salvation!  O,  the  bleeding  Lamb, 

To  thee  the  praise  belongs  ! 

Salvation  shall  inspire  our  heaits. 

And  dwell  upon  our  tongues. 


HYMIN  69.  85 

HYMN  69.— L.  M. 
The  voice  of  God  in  his  ivorks. 

THK  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  etheral  sky, 
And    spang^led    heavens,    a     shining 

frame, 
Their  great  original  proclaim. 
^    Th'  unwearied  sun  from  day  to  day 
Doth  his  Creator's  power  display  ; 
And  publishes  to  every  land. 
The  work  of  an  Almighty  hand. 

2  Soon  as  the  eveninf*-  shades  prevail. 
The  moon   takes  up    the    wondrous 

tale  ; 
And  nightly  to  the  listening  earth 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth  : 
Whilst  all  the  stars  which  round  her 

burn. 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll. 
And    spread  the  truth  from   pole  to 

pole. 

3  What  though,  in  solemn  silence,  all 
Move  round  this  dark  terrestrial  ball  ; 
Wiiat  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound^ 
Amidst  their  radiant  orbs  are  fonuJ  : 


86  HYMN  70. 

In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice  ; 
For  ever  singing,  as  they  shine — 
"  The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine." 


HYMN  70.— C.  M. 
Gratitude  to  God,  ^ 

HEN  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God! 
My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 


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2  Thy  providence  my  life  sustained, 

And  all  my  wants  redressed. 
When  in  the  silent  wcmb  I  lay, 
Or  hung  upon  the  breast. 

3  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear. 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learnt 
To  form  themselves  in  prayer. 

4  Unnumbered  comfort:^  on  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestowed. 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 
From  whom  those  comforts  flowed. 


HYMN  71.  87 

5  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thine   arm,    unseen,    conveyed   me 
safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man.  ^ 

6  Through  hidden  dangers,  toils,  and 
I  death, 

It  gently  cleared  my  -way  ; 
Ani  through   the  pleasing  snares  of 
vice, 
More  to  be  feared  than  they. 

2  When  nature  fails,  and  day  and  night 
Divide  thy  works  no  more  ; 
My  ever  grateful  heart,  O  Lord  ! 
Thy  mercy  shall  adore.  '; 

HYMN71,— L.  M.  ' 

Divine  Majesty  and   Goodness  in  the  Ele- 
ments. 
AWAKE,  my  soul,  to  hymns  of  praise 
To  God  the  song  of  triumph  raise  ; 
Adorned  with  majesty  divine, 
What  pomp,  what  glory,   Lord,  are 
thine  I  j 

2  Light  forms  his  robe,  and  round  his 
head 


88  HYMN  71. 

The    heavens    their    ample    curtain 

spread  ; 
See  on  the  wind's  expanded  wing-s 
The  chariot  of  the  King  of  kings  ! 

3  Around  him  ranged  in  awful  state, 
Dark,  silent  storms  attentive  wait ; 
And  thunders  ready  to  fulfil 

The  mandates  of  his  sovereign  will. 

4  From  Earth's  low  margin  to  the  skies, 
He  bids  the  dusky  vapors  rise  ! 
Then  from  his  magazines  on  high, 
Commands  th'  imprisoned  winds  to  fly. 

5  The  lightning's  palid  sheet  expands, 
And    showers  descend   on    furrowed 

lands  ; 

While  down  the  mountain's  channel- 
led side 

The  torrent  rolls  in  swelling  pride  ? 

6  Till  spent  its  wild,  impetuous  force, 
And  settled  in  its  destined  course, 
It  waters  all  the  fruitful  plains. 
And  Ufe  in  various  forms  sustains. 


HYMN  72.  89 

7  Thus,  clouds,   and   storms,  and  fires 
obey 
Thy  wise  and  all-controlling  sway  ; 
And  while  Ihy  terrors  round  us  stand, 
We  see  a  father's  bounteous  hand. 


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HYMN  72.-8  &  7s.  M. 

Sicrroundmg  the  Mercy-sea'. 

AR  Irom  mortal  cares  retreating, 

Sordid  hopes  and  vain  desires, 

Here  our  willing  footsteps  meeting, 

Every  heart  to  heaven  aspires. 
From  the  fount  of  glory  beaming. 
Light  celestial  cheers  our  eyes  ; 
Mercy  from  above  proclaiming,  ^ 
Peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies. 


2  Who  may  share  this  great  salvation  ? 

Every  pure  and  humble  mind  ; 
Every  kindred,  tongue,  and  nation. 

From  the  dross  of  guilt  refined  , 
Blessings  all  around  bestowing, 

God  witholds  his  care  from  none  ; 
Grace  and  mercy  ever  flowing 

From  the  fountain  of  his  throne. 

3  Every  stain  of  guilt  confessing. 

Deed  unrighteous,  thought  of  sin, 


90  HYMN  73. 

Seize,  O  seize  the  proffered  blessing, 
Grace  from  God  and  peace  within. 

Lord  ;  with  favor  still  attend  U', 
Bless  us  with  thy  wondrous  love  ; 

Thon,  our  sun  and  shield,  defend  us  : 
All  our  hope  is  from  above. 


HYMN  73— P.  M. 

WANDERING  pilgrims,  mourning 
christians, 
Weak  and  tempted  lambs  of  Christ, 
Who  endure  great  tribulation, 
And  with  sins  are  much  distresa'd, 
Christ  has  sent  me  to  invite  joa 
To  a  rich  and  costly  feast  ; 
Let  not  shame  nor  pride  prevent  you, 
Come,  the  sweet  provision  taste. 

2  If  you  have  a  heart  lamenting, 
And  bemoan  your  wretched  case, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  repenting, 
He  will  give  you  gospel  grace. 

If  you  want  a  heart  to  fear  him, 
Love  and  serve  him  all  yoar  days, 
Only  come  to  Christ  and  ask  him, 
He  will  guide  your  feet  always. 

3  If  your  heart  id  unbelieving, 


HYMN  73.  91 

Doubting  Jesus'  pardonino;  love, 
Lay  hard  by  Bethesda  waiting, 
Till  the  troubled  waters  move  ; 
If  no  man  appears  to  help  you, 
All  their  efforts  prove  but  talk, 
Jesus,  Jesus,  he  will  cleanse  you, 
Rise,  take  up  your  bed  and  walk. 

If  like  Peter  you  are  sinking 
In  the  sea  of  unbelief, 
Wait  with  patience,  always  praying, 
Christ  will  send  you  sweet  relief, 
He  will  give  you  grace  and  glory, 
All  your  wants  shall  be  suppli'd, 
Canaan,  Canaan  lies  before  jou. 
Rise  and  cross  the  swelling  tide. 

Death  shall  not  destroy  your  comfort, 
Christ   will    guard  you    through   the 

gloom, 
Down  he'll  send  a  heavenly  convoy 
To  convey  you  to  his  home, 
There    you'll    spend    your    days  in 

pleasure. 
Free  from  ev'ry  want  and  care  ; 
Come,  O  come,  my  blessed  Saviour, 
Fain  my  spirit  would  be  there. 


92   .  HYMN  74. 

HYMN  74 —P.  M. 

COME  all  ye  sons  of  Zion, 
Who  are  waiting  for  salvation, 
Have  }our  lamps  trimm'd  and  burn- 

For  behold  the  proclamation  ; 
SHying:,  all  things  are  now  ready, 
For  the  poor  and  for  the  needy  ; 
All  my  fatlings  now  are  killed, 
And  prepared  on  the  table. 

2  Arise  and  ^et  ready, 

Hasten  to  the  raarri.ige  supper, 
While  the  bridegroom  is  calling", 
And  poor  sinners  are  falling. 
See  the  Lord  of  life  descending, 
And  the  judgment  trumpet  sounding, 
Which  shall  gather  all  the  nations, 
To  the  final  judgment  day, 

5  O,  what  a  happy  meeting. 
When  salvation  is  completed, 
And  tribulation  ended. 
And  the  spotless  robe  prepared, 
For  the  bride  to  be  adorned, 
la  the  jasper  walls  be  crowned, 
Singing  worthy  is  the  Lamb, 
In  the  new  Jerusalem. 


HYMN  75.  93 

O  SiDiiers,  dont  be  doubting;, 
While  the  sons  of  God  are  shouting, 
Come  and  join  the  happy  army,  [you, 
Then  there's  nothing  that  will  harm 
If  you  follow  Christ  the  Saviour, 
And  break  off  your  bad  behaviour, 
And  repent  and  be  converted, 
You  will  sing  his  praises  loo. 

HYMx^  75.— L.  M. 
The  Hiding  Place. 
AIL,  heavenly  love,that  first  began 

The  scheme  to  rescue  fallen  man; 

Hail  matchless,  free,  eternal  grace 
That  gave  ray  soul  a  hiding  place. 

2  Against  the  God  who  rules  the  sky, 
\  fought  with  hands  upliiled  high  ; 
Despis'd  ihe  otFers  of  his  grace, 
Too  proud  to  seek  a  hiding  place, 

3  En  wrap  pM  in  dark,  Egyptian  night, 
And  fond  of  darkness  more  than  light, 
Madly  I  ran  the  sinful  race, 
Secure,  without  a  hiding  blace. 


94  HYMN  75. 

4  But  lo  !  the  eternal  counsel  ran, 
Almighty  love  arrest  the  man. 

I  felt  the  arrows  of  distress, 

And  found  I  had  no  hiding  place. 

5  Eternal  justice  stood  in  view, 
To  Sinai's  fiery  mount  I  flew, 

But  justice  cried  with  frowning  face, 
This  mountain  is  no  hiding  place. 

6  But  lo  I   a  heavenly  voice  I  heard, 
And  mercy  to  my  soul  appear'd, 
She  led  me  on  a  pleasing  place 
To  Jesus  Christ  my  hiding  place. 

7  Should  storms  of  sevenfold  thunder 

roll 
And  shake  the  globe  from  pole  to  pole 
No  thunderbolt  would  daunt  my  face. 
For  Jesus  is  my  hiding  place. 

8  A  few  more  rolling  suns  at  most, 
Will  land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  coast; 
Where  I  shall  sing  the  song  ofgrace, 
Safe  in  my  glorious  hiding  place. 


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HYMN  76.  95 

HYMN  76.— C.  M. 
The  excellence  of  the  Scriptures. 
ATHER  of  mercies  I  in  thy  word 
What  endless  gloryshines  I 
For  ever  be  thy  name  adored 
For  these  celestial  lines. 


2  Here,  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find  ; 
Riches  above  what  eai  th  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here, the  fair  tree  of  konwledge  grow?, 

And  yields  a  free  repast ;     [knows, 
More  precious  fruiis     than    nature 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

4  Here,  springs  of  consolation  rise 

To  cheer  the  fainting  mind  ; 
And  thirsty  souls  receive  supplies, 
^       And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

5  O  may  the  gospel  ever  be 

Our  study  and  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  we  see 
And  still  increasiDg  light ! 


96  HYMN  77 

HYMN  77.— 7's. 
The^scension  and  Exaltation  of  Jesus. 
AIL  the  daj^  that  sees  him  rise, 
Ravished  from  our  wishful  eyes; 
Christ,  awhile  to  mortals  given, 
Now  ascends  the  highest  heaven. 

2  There  the  pornpous  triumph  wails. 
Lift  up  your  heads,  eternal  gates  ; 
Wide  unfold  the  raidant  scene, 
Take  th'  exalted  Jesus  in. 

3  Iliin  though  highest  heaven  receives, 
Still  he  loves  the  world  he  leaves ; 
Though  exaited  to  his  throne. 

Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own  : 

4  And — though  parted  from  our  sight, 
Far  above  yon  azure  height, — 
^till  his  gracious  lips  bestow 
Blessings  on  his  church  below.  HH 

5  Master, — would  our  spirits  say, — 
Taken  from  the  world  away, 

'     Thy  devoted  servants  see, 
Ever  gazing  up  to  thee. 


HYMN  78  &  79.  97 

6  Upward  let  us  constant  move, 
Wafted  on  the  wings  of  love  ; 
There  we  shall  with  him  remain, 
Partners  of  his  endless  reign. 


HYMN  78.— L.  M. 
A  Propitious  Gale  longed  for. 

A  T  anchor  laid,  remote  from  home, 
jL  Toiling;,  I  cry,  "  sweet  Spirit,  come  5 
"  Celestial  breeze"  no  longer  stay, 
"  But  swell  my  sails,  and  speed  my  way. 

"  Fain  would  I  mount,  fain  would  I  glow, 
"  And  loose  my  cable  from  below  ; 
"  But  I  can  only  spread  my  sail ; 
"Thou,  thou  must  breathe  th'  auspicious 
orale !" 


HYMN  79.- S.  M. 
Compassion. 

DID  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep. 
And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry  ? 
•*  Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears, 
Angels  with  wonder  see  ! 
Be  thou  astonished  O  my  soul, 
He  shed  those  tears  for  ihee. 
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98  HYMN  81. 

S  He  wept  that  we  might  weep, 
Each  sin  demands  a  tear  j 
In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 


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HYMN  80.— 8,  7,4s. 
Sinners  entreated  to  hear. 
INNERS,  will  you  scorn  the  message, 
J  Sent  in  mercy  from  above  ? 
Every  sentence —  O  how  tender  ! 
Every  line  is  full  of  love  ; 

Listen  to  it — 
Every  line  is  full  of  love. 


2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  Gospel, 
News  from  Zion's  king  proclaim, 

To  each  rebel  sinner — "  Pardon, 
"Free  forgiveness  in  his  name." 

How  important  1 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name. 

5  Tempted  souls,  they  bring  you  succor 
Fearful  hearts  they  quell  your  fears  ; 

And  with  news  of  consolation, 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears  : 

Tender  heralds — 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears. 


HYMN  81.  99: 

4  False  professoi-s,  giovclling  worldlings. 
Callous  hearers  of  tbe  word, 

While  the  messengers  address  you. 
Take  the  warnings  they  afford  ; 

We  entreat  you, 
Take  the  warnings  they  afford. 

5  Who  hath  our  report  believed  f 
Who  receiv'd  the  joyful  word  ? 
Who  embrac'd  the  news  of  pardon, 
Offer'd  to  you  by  the  Lord  ? 

Can  you  slight  it — 
Offer'd  to  you  by  the  Lord  ! 

G  O,  ye  angels,  hovering  round  us, 
Waiting  spirits,  speed  your  way, 
Hasten  to  the  court  of  heaven. 
Tidings  bear  without  delay  : 

Rebel  sinners, 
Glad,  the  message  will  obey, 


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HYxMN  81.— 7s, 
Humble  Adoration. 
RATEFUL  notes  and  numbers  bring, 
While  Jehovah's  praise  we  sing — 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
Be  thy  glorious  name  adored. 


2  Though  unworthy,  let  thine  ear 
Now  our  humble  homage  hear  ^ 


100  HYMN  82. 

Purer  praise  we  hope  to  bring, 
"When  with  saints  we  stand  and  sing. 

3  Lead  us  to  that  blissful  state 

Where  thou  reign'st  supremely  great ; 
Look  with  pity  from  thy  throne, — 
Send  thy  holy  spirit  down. 

5  While  on  earth  ordained  to  stay, 
Guide  our  footsteps  in  thy  way 
Till  we  come  to  reign  with  thee, 
And  thy  glorious  greatness  see. 

5  Then  with  angel  harps  again 
We  will  make  a  nobler  strain, 
There  in  joyful  songs  of  praise, 
Our  triumphant  voices  raise. 

6  There  no  tongue  shall  silent  be, 
All  shall  join  in  harmony  ; 

That  through  heaven's  ail-spacious  round 
Praise  to  thee  may  ceaseless  sound. 


HYMN  82.— P.  M. 
The  Family  Bible. 

HOW  painfully  pleasing  the  fond  recol- 
lection 
Of  youthful  emotions  and  innocent  joy, 


HYMN  82.  101 

When  blest  with  parental  advice  and  af- 
fection, 
Surrounded  with  mercies,    with    peace 

from  on  high. 
I  still  view  the  chair  of  my  sire  and  my 

mother. 
The  scats  of  their  offspring  as  rang'd  on 

each  hand; 
And  that  richest  .>^ok  which  excelsevery 

other, 
That  family    Bible    which    lay    on  the 

stand. 
The  old  fashioned  Bible,  the  dear  blest 

Bible, 
The  family  Bible,  that  lay  on  the  stand. 

2  That  Bible,  the  volume  of  God's  inspi- 
ration 

At  morn  and  at  evening  could  yield  us 
delight, 

The  prayer  of  our  sire  was  a  sweet  invo- 
cation. 

For  mercy  by  day,  and  safaty  through 
night. 

Our  hymns  of  thanksgiving  with  harmo- 
ny swelling, 

All  warm  from  the  heart  of  a  family 
band, 

Half  rais'd  us  from  earth  to  that  raptur . 
ous  dwelling, 


TOii  HYMN  83. 

Describ'd  in   the  Bible   that  lay  on   the 

stand, 
The  old  fashioned  Bible,  &c. 

3  Ye  scenes  of  tranquility  long  hare  we 

parted, 
My  hopes  almost  gone,  and  my  parents 

uo  more ; 
In  sorrow  and    sadross    I    live  broken 

hearted, 
And  wander  unknown   on  a  fair  distant 

shore  5 
Yet  how   can   I   doubt  u  dear  Saviour's 

protection. 
Forgetful    of   gifts    from    his    hountiful 

hand ; 
Oh  !  let  me   with  patience   receive  his 

correction, 
And  think  of  the   Bible  that  lay  on  the 

stand. 
The  old  fashioned  Bible,  &c. 


HYMN   S3.— S.  M. 

THE  day  is  past  and  gone. 
The  evening  shades  appear  5 
O  may  we.all  remember , well 
The  day  of  death  draws  near. 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 
Upon  our  beds  to  rest  5 


HYMN  84.  103 

So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  we  here  possess. 

8  Lord  keep  us  safe  this  night, 
Secure  from  all  our  fears  ; 
May  angels  guard  us  while  we  sleep, 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  if  we  early  rise, 

And  view  th'  unwearied  sun, 
May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize. 
And  after  glory  run. 

5  And  when  our  days  are  past, 

And  we  from  time  remove, 
O  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest, 
The  bosom  of  thy  love. 


.  HYMN  84.— P.  M. 

FAREWELL    dear  friends,   I   muit  be 
gone, 
I  have  no  home  to  stay  with  you  j 
ril  take  my  staff  and  travel  on, 
Till  I  a  better  world  do  view, 
Farewell,  farewell,  farewell, 
My  loving  friends  farewell. 

2  Farewell,  my   friends,   time  rolls  along, 
Nor  waits  for  mortal's  care  or  bliss  j 


104  HYMN  84. 


I  leave  you  here  and  travel  oa, 
Till  I  arrive  where  Jesus  is. 

Farewell,  &c. 


3  Farewell  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
To  you  Pm  bound  in  cords  of  love  ; 
Yet  we  believe  his  gracious  word, 
That  soon  we  all  shall  meet  above. 

Farewell,  &o. 

4  Farewell,  old  soldiers  of  the  cross, 
You've  struggled  long  and   hard   for 

heav'n  ; 
You've   counted  all  things   here  but 

dross  ; 
Fight  on,  the   crown   shall  soon  be 

given. 

Farewell,  &c. 

5  Farewell,  ye  blooming  sons  of  God, 
Sore  conflicts  yet  await  for  you  ; 

Yet  dauntless  keep  the  heavenly  road, 
Till  Canaan's  happy  land  you  view. 
Farewell,  &c, 

6  Farewell,  poor  careless  sinners  too, 

It  grieves  my  heart  to  leave  you  here; 


HYMN  85.  105 

Eternal  vengeance  wait^  for  you  ; 
O  turn  and  find  salvation  near, 

O  turn,  O  turn,  O  turn, 

And  find  salvation  near. 


HYMN.  85— H.  M. 

Delight  in  Public  .Worship. 

LORD  of  the  worlds  above, 
Flow  pleasant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thine  earthly  temples  are  ! 
To  thine  abode 
My  heart  aspires, 
"With  warm  desires 
To  see  my  God, 

2  O  happy  souls  that  pray 
Where  God  appoints  to  hear  ! 
O  happy  men  that  pay 
Their  constant  service  there  ! 

They  praise  thee  still ; 
And  happy  they 
Who  love  the  way 
To  Zion's  hill, 

3  They  go  from  strength  to  strength, 
Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 


106  HYMN  86. 

Till  each  arrives  at  leugth, 
Till  each  iu  heaven  appears 
O  glorious  seat, 
When  God  our  King 
Shall  thither  bring 
Our  willing  feet  I 


N 


HYMN  86.— L.M. 

OW  in  a  song  of  grateful  praise 
To  my  clear  Lord  my  voice  IMl  raise, 
With  all  the  saints  ini  join  to  tell 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 


2  All  worlds  his  gracious  power  confess, 
His  wisdom  all  his  works  express ; 
But  O,  his  love,  what  tongue  can  tell! 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

3  I  spurn'd  his  grace,  I  broke  his  laws. 
But  yet  he  undertook  my  cause, 

To  save  me  though  I  did  rebel  ; 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

VI  At  last  my  soul  has  known  his  love, 
What  mtrcy  ha?  he  made  me  provel 
Mercy  which  doth  all  praise  excell ; 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 


HYMN  86.  107 

5  If  e'er  my  Saviour  and  my  God 

i    Did  on  me  lay  his  chast'nicg  rod, 
I    I  kuew  whatever  me  befel, 

My  Jcsus  would  do  all  things  well. 

6  Though  many  a  fiery  flaming  dart 
Be  aimM  to  wound  me  to  the  heart ; 
Wi'h  this  I  all  their  rage  expel, 

My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

"7  Oft  time  my  Lord  bis  face  did  hide, 
To  make  me  prav  or  kill  my  pride. 
Yet  on  my  mind  '^  still  doth  dwell, 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

B  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  vale  of  death, 
And  in  his  arms  resign  my  breath  ; 
Then,  then,  my  happy  soul  shall  te!I, 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

9  And  when  to  that  bright  world  I  rise, 
And  join  sweet  seraphs  in  the  skies, 
Above  the  rest  this  Dote  shall  swell, 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 


108  HYMN  87. 

HYMN  87.— L.  M. 
Praise  to  the  Creator. 

BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone  ; 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  word,  which  all  things 

made. 

Gave  life  to  clay,  and  fojmed  us  men:. 
And  when  like  wandering  sheep   wei 

strayed. 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care. 
Our  nobler  and  our  meaner  frame  : 
What  lasting  honors  can  we  ref-r, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 

4  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful 

songs  ; 
High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  rafse  ; 
And    earth,    with    her   ten   thousand 

tongues, 
Shall  fill   tiiy  courts   with    sounding 

praise. 


HYMN  88.  109 

.  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command  ; 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 
Firm    as    thy  'throne   thy   truth    will 

stand, 
When   rolling   years    shall   cease   to 
move. 

HYMN  88.— L.  M. 
Universal  Praise, 

CELESTIAL  worlds !  your  Maker^s 
name 
Resounds  through  every  shinino^  coast; 
Our  God  a  nobler  praise  will  claim, 
Where  he  unfolds  his  glories  m6st. 

2  Stupendous  globe  of  fla^g  day  ! 
Prais^e  him  in  thy  sublime  career  ; 

He  struck  from  night  the  peerless  ray, 
Gave  thee  thy  path,  and  guides  thee 
there. 

3  Ye  starry  lamps,  to  whom  His  given 
jNighOs  sable  horrors  to  illume, 
Praise  him   who    hung  you   in    yon 

heaven, 
With  vivid  fires  to  gild  the  gloom. 


110  HYMN  89. 

4  Lightnings,  that    round    th'  Eternal 

play  I 
Thunders,    that    from    hla   arm   are 

hurled  ! 
The  grandeur  of  your  God  convey, 
Blazing,  or  bursting  on  the  world. 

5  From  clime  to  clime,  from  shore  to 

shore, 
Be  *he  almighty  God  adored  : 
He  made  the  nations  by  his  power, 
And  rules   Ihem  with   his    sovereign 

word. 

6  At  once  let  nature's  ample  round 
To  God  the  vast  thanksgiving  raise  : 
His  high  perfection  knows  no  bound,* 
But  fills  immensity  of  space. 


c 


HYMN  89.-7  &  6. 

OME,  my  brethren,  let  us  try, 
For  a  little  season, 
Erery  burden  to  lay  by, 
Come,  and  let  us  reason. 


2  What  is  this  that  casts  you  down  ? 
What  is  this  that  grieves  you  ? 


HYMN  89.  r         111 

Speak,  and  let  the  worst  be  known, 
Speaking  may  relieve  you. 

3  Think  on  what  yoar  Saviour  bore 

lu  the  gloomy  garden  ; 
Sweating  blood  frem  every  pore, 
Crying,  "  O  my  father." 

4  See  him  nailed  to  the  tree. 

Bleeding,  groaning,  dying  ; 
See,  he  suflfer'd  this  for  thee, 
Therefore  be  believing. 


6  Joseph  took  his  body  down, 
Shrouded  it  in  linen 
Laid  it  in  the  silent  tomb. 
And  returned  mourning. 

6  Soon  he's  raised  from  the  tomb, 

Angels  fly  from  glory  : 
O  what  glory  shone  around  ! 

Hallelujah,  glory.  j 

7  Brethren,  don't  you  feel  the  flame? 

Sisters,  don't  you  love  him  ? 


112  HYMN  90. 

Let  us  join  to  praise  his  name. 
Let  us  never  grieve  him. 

8  Soon  we^ll  meet  to  part  no  more, 
Soon  we'll  be  in  heaven, 
There  to  join  with  those  above, 
And  forever  praise  him. 


A 


HYMN  90.— L.  M. 

RT  thou  to  seriousness  inclined — 
Ask,  and  I'll  solemnize  thy  mind  ! 
Dost  thou  want  love  to  Jesus'  name, 
Askj  and  it  will  thy  heart  inflame. 


2  Dost  thou    want  peace  and  pardon 

seal'd. 
Ask,  for  they  wait  to  be  reveal'd  ; 
Dost  thou  want  faith  and  holy  fear. 
Ask,  for  behold  (he  blessing's  near. 

3  Dost  thou  want  strength  'gainst  sin 
^        to  fight, 

^Ask,   and    I'll    give    thee   heavenly 
might :  ' 

Dost  thou  want  light  and  life  divine. 
Ask,  and  eternal  lifu  is  thine. 


HYMN  91.  113 

4  Wilt  tlviu  be  made  completely  whole, 
Ask,  and  Pll  renovate  thy  soul  : 
This  instant  ask  ;  arise  and  pray  : 
Lose  not  such  blessings  by  delay. 

HYMN  91.— CM. 
Highioay  to  Zion. 

SING,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
Your  great  deliverer  sing, 
Pilgrims,  for  Zion's  city  bound, 
Be  joyful  in  your  King.   , 

2  See  the  fair  way  his  hand  has  rais  'd, 

How  holv,  and  how  plain  ! 
Nor  shall  the  simplest  trav'ler  err, 
Nor  ask  the  track  ia  vain. 

3  Nor  ravening  lion  shall  destroy, 

Nor  lurking  serpent  wound  ; 
Pleasure  and  safety,  peace  and  praise, 
Thro'  all  the  path  are  found. 

4  A  hand  Divine  shall  lead  you  on, 

Through  all  the  blissful  road  5 
Till  to  the  sacred  mount  you  rise, 
And  see  your  smiling  God. 


114.  HYMN  92. 


5  These  garlands  oi'  immortal  joy 

Shall  bloom  on  every  head  5 
While  sorrow,  sighing,  and  distress. 
Like  shadows  all  are  fled. 

6  March  on  in  your  Redeemer's  strength  ; 

Pursue  his  footsteps  still  5 
And  let  the  prospect  cheer  your  eye, 
While  laboring  up  the  hill. 


Y 


HYMN  92.— L.  M. 

E  virgins  of  Jesus  arise. 

Nor  sluHiber  like  fools  in  your  camps 
Like  virgins  of  old  that  were  wise, 
Take  plenty  of  oil  with  your  lamps. 


2  The  bridegroom  will  shortly  appear, 
And  with  a  loud  voice  make  his  call; 
Then  if  you  muit  s^o  to  prepare. 
The  door^wiil  be  shut  on  j'ou  all. 

3  Saj  not  unto  others  give  oil,  [out; 
Our  lamps,  while  we  slept  have  g;one 
Not  so  ;  that  would  others  despoil, 

And  plunge  them  in  darkness  and  doubt. 


HYMN  93.  U. 

4  Let  ev'ry  one  look  out  in  time, 
HisTessei  with  grace  wisely  fill ; 
In  season  his  soul  then  may  climbs 
To  aiansioDS  in  Zion's  fair  hill. 


L 


HYMN  93— P.  M. 

ET  thy  kingdom,  blessed  Saviourr 
Come  and  bid  our  jarriiigs  cease, 
Come,  O  come,  and  reign  loreier, 

God  of  love,  and  prince  of  peace  ; 
Vi.=it  tiow  thy  precious  Zion, 

Hear  thy  people  mourn  and  weep. 

Day  and  night  thy  lambs  are  cryina:, 

ae,    goi    '        ' 

sheep. 

2  Some  for  Paul,  some  for  Apollo--, 
Some  for  (  ephas — none  a^ree  ; 
Jesu>,  let  us  hear  fhee  call  us, 

Help  u^.  Lord,  to  follow  thee. [hers, 
'j'hf  n  we'll  rush  ihrough  what  euGUui- 

Over  every  !)iiidrance  leap, 
UndismayM  by  force  or  numbers ; 
Ccnue,    good    Shepherd,    feed    Ihy 
sheep. 


118  HYMN  93. 

3  Lord,  in  us  there  is  no  merit, 

We've  been  sinners  from  our  youtli, 
Guide  us,  Lord  by  thy  good  spirit, 

Which  shall  teach  us  all  the  truth. 
On  the  Gospel  word  we'll  venture, 

Till  in  death's  cold  anus  we  sleep, 
Love  our  Lord  and  Christ  oor  Saviour, 

O,  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 

4  Come,  good  Lord,  with  courage  arm 

us :  1 

Persecution  ragfes  here, 
Nothing,  Lord,  we  know  can  harm  us, 

While  our  shepherd  is  so  near  3 
Glory,  glory,  be  to  Jesus, 

At  his  name  our  hearts  do  leap  ; 
He  both  comforts  us  and  frees  us, 

The  good  Shepherd  feeds  his  sheci^ 

5  Here's  the  Prince  of  your  salvation, 

Saying,  Fear  not  little  flock  3 
I  myself  am  your  foundation, 

You  are  built  upon  this  rock ; 
Shun  the  path  of  vice  and  folly. 

Scale  the  mount,  although  it's  steep. 
Look  to  me  and  be  ye  holy, 

I  delight  to  feed  my  sheep. 


HYMN  94.  117 


6  Christ  alone,  whose  merit  saves  us. 
Taught  by  him  we'll  own  his  name, 
Sweetest  of  all  names  is  Jesus, 

How  it  doth  our  souls  inflame  ! 
Glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 

Give  him  glory,  he  will  keep, 
He  will  clear  your  way  before  you, 
The  good  Shepherd  feeds  his  sheep. 

^ 

HYMN  94.— H.  JVf. 
The  Fountain  of  Life. 

HAIL,  everlasting  Spring  W'' 
Celestial  Fountain  hail ! 
Thy  streams  salvation  bring. 

The  waters  never  fail  : 
Still  they  endure,  and  still  they  flow, 
For  all  our  woe  a  sov'reign  cure. 

2  Blest  be  His  wounded  side. 

And  blest  his  bleeding  heart, 
Who  all  in  anguish  died, 

Such  favors  to  impart, 
His  sacred  blood  shall  make  us  clean 
From  ev'ry  sin — and  fit  for  God. 

3  To  that  dear  source  of  love, 

Our  souls  this  day  would  come  ; 
And  thither  from  above, 
Lord,  call  the  nations  home  j 


HYMN  95. 


That  Jew  and  Greek  with  rapfrous  songs. 
On  all  their    tongues,    thy    praise  may 
speak. 


HYMN  95.— L..  M. 
The  afflicted  Saint. 

AFFLICTED  saint,  to  Christ  draw  near. 
The  Saviour's  gracious  promise  hear  : 
His  taithful  word  declares  to  thee, 
That  As  thy  day  thy  strength  shall  be. 

2  Let  not  thy  heart  desponding  say, 
How  shall  I  stand  the  trying  day  : 
He  has  declared  by  firm  decree, 
That  As  thy  day  thy  strength  shall  be. 

3  Thy  faith  is  weak,  thy  foes  are  strong, 
And  if  the  conflict  should  be  long, 
Thy  Lord  will  make  the  tempter  flee  j 
Still  As  thy  day  thy  strength  shall  be. 

5  If  persecution  rage  and  flame, 
Still  trust  in  thy  Redeemer's  name  ; 
In  fiery  trials  thou  shall  see, 
That  A$  thy  day  thy  strength  shall  be. 

5  When  call'd  to  bear  the  weighty  cross, 
or  sore  affliction,  pain  and  loss  ; 


HYMN  96.  119 


In  deep  distress  and  poverty, 

Still  As  thy  day  thy  strength  shall  be. 

6  When  ghastly  death  appears  in  view, 
"Christ's  presence  shall  thy  fears  subdue  ; 
He  comes  to  set  thy  spirit  free, 
And  As  thy  day  thy  strength  shall  be. 


G 


HYMN  96.— P.M. 

LORy  to  God  that  I  have  found  the 
pearl  of  my  salvation  5 
We're    marching    through     Immanuel's 

ground  up  to  our  heavenly  station  j 
And  I'm  resolved  to  follow  on,  and  never 

to  forsake  him, 
I'll  always  keep  the  narrow  way,  till  I  do 
overtake  him. 


Fear  not,  says  Christ,  ye  little  flock,heirs, 

of  immortal  glory,  > 

You'r  built  upon  the   surest  rock,  the 

kingdom  lies  before  you  5 
Fight  on,  fight  on,  ye  heirs  of  bliss,  and 

tell  the  pleasing  story, 
I'm  always  with  my  little  flock,  and  I'll 

bring  them  home  to  glory. 


120  HYMN  97. 

"     HYMN  97. 

The  Bower  of  Prayer. 

TO  leave  my  dear  friends,  and  with  neigh- 
bors to  part, 
And  go  from  ray  home,  affects  not  my 

heart 
Like  the  thought  of  abstaining  myself  for 

a  day 
From  that  blest  retreat,  I  have  chosen  to 
pray  J 

I  have  chosen  to  pray. 

2  Dear  bower  where  the  pine  and  the  pop- 
lar leaves  spread, 
And  woven  their  branches  a  roof  o'er  my 

head ; 
How  oft  have  I  knelt  on  the  ever-green 

there. 
And  poured  out  my  soul  to  my  saviour  in 
prayer  j 

To  my  Saviour  in  prayer. 

Z  The  early  shrill  notes  of  a  lov'd  nightin- 
gale 
That  dwelt  in  the  bower,  I  observed  as  my 

bell; 
It  called  me  to  duty  while  birds  in  the 

air, 
Sung  anthems  of  praises  as  I  went  to , 
prayer ;  , 

As  I  went  to  prayer. 


HYMN  97.  121 

4  How  sweet  were  the  zephyrs,  perfum'd 
by  the  pine, 
The  ivy,  the  balsam  and  the  wild  eglan- 
tine 3 
But  sweeter,  O  sweeter,  superlative  were 
The  joys   that  I    tasted    in    answer  to 
prayer ; 

In  answer  to  prayer. 

6  For  Jesus  my   Saviour  oft    deigned  to 
meet, 
■      And  blest  with  his  presence  my  humble 
retreat ; 
Oft  filled  me  with  raptures  and  blessed- 
ness there, 
Inditing  in    heaven's  own  language  my 
prayer  5 

Own  language  my  prayer. 

6  Dear  bower  I  must  leave  you  and  bid  you 
adieu, 
And  pay  my  devotions  in  parts  that  are 

new, 
Well  knowing  my  Saviour  resides  every 

where. 
And  can  in  all  places  give  answer  to 
prayer  j 

Give  answer  to  prayer. 


122  HYMN  93  8c99. 

/     HYMN  98-— C.  M. 


O 


/■■ 

The  Sctilor^s  Friend. 
THOU  who  ruPst  the  stormy  deep, 
And  bidd'St  the  billows  rise  ; 
By  thy  commaTid  the  heaving  deep 
Ne'er  meets  the  lofty  skies. 


2  By  thy  good  will  our  trusty  bark 

Rides  o'er  the  stormy  wave  ; 
Thy  boundless  blessings,  Lord,  we  mark^ 
And  trust  in  thee  to  save. 

3  Throughout  the  voyage  of  life,  do  thou 

Thy  boundless  mercies  send  5 
In  thee  we  trust — to  thee  we  bow — 
The  seaman's  God  and  friend. 

HYMN  99.— P.  M. 
Our  God,  our  Father  hear. 
HEN  morn  awakes  our  hearts. 
To  pour  the  early  prayer  ; 
When  toil-worn  day  departs, 
And  gives  a  pause  to  care  ; 
When  those  our  souls  love  best 

Kneel  with  us  in  thy  fear, 
To  ask  thy  peace  and  rest — 
Our  God,  our  Father,  hear  ! 


w 


HYMN  100.  123 

2  When  worldly  snares  without. 

And  evil  thoughts  within, 
Of  grace  would  raise  a  doubt, 

Or  lure  us  back  to  sin  ;  .^ 

When  human  strength  proves  frail, 

And  will,  but  half  sincere  : 
When  faith  begins  to  fail — 

Our  God,  our  Father,  hear  ! 

3  When  in  our  cup  of  mirth 

The  drop  of  trembling  falls, 
And  the  frail  drops  of  earth 

Are  crumbling  round  our  waUs  ; 
When  back  we  gaze  with  grief, 

And  forward  glance  with  fear  ; 
When  faileth  man's  relief — 

Our  God,  our  Father,  hear  I 

4  And  when  death's  awful  hand 

Unbars  the  gate  of  Time, 
Eternity's  dim  land 

Disclosing,  dread,  sublime  ; 
When  flesh  and  spirit  quake 

Before  Thee  to  appear — 
O,  then  for  Jesus'  sake, 

Our  God,  our  Father,  hear  ! 

HYMN  100.— P.  M. 

CHRIST  hath  a  table  richly  spread, 
With  living  water,  wine  and  bread ; 


124  HYMN  101. 

Come,,  all  ye  needy,  come  and  buy, 
If  you  would  live  with  Christ  on  high. 

2  His  blood  was  shed  for  you  and  me, 
When  he  expir'd  upon  the  tree'^ 
See  what  the  Saviour  did  endure, 
To  make  his  great  salvation  sure. 

3  And  since  in  Adam  all  have  died, 
In  Christ  we  may  be  justified  : 
All  who  repent  and  do  believe, 
Eternal  life  they  shall  receive. 


HYMN  101.— CM. 

HUMILITY,  that  heavenly  grace, 
flovv  it  exalts  the  saint ! 
Though  he  may  often  seem  abas'd, 
The  spirit  does  not  faint. 

2  The  scripture  says,  if  we  would  be 

Exalted  by  the  Lord, 
We  must  have  true  humility 
To  make  our  passions  chord. 

3  To  .Jacob's  God  I  now  will  seek 

For  purity  of  soul : 
Lord  make  me  holy,  humble,  meek, 
And  all  my  heart  control. 


HYMN  102.  125 

HYMN  102 —C.  M. 

A  Marriage  Hymn. 

SINCE  Jesus  freely  did  appear 
To  grace  a  marriage  feast, 
Dear  Lord,  we  ask  thj  pre.'cnce  here, 
To  make  a  wedding  guest. 

2  Upon  the  bridal  pair  look  down, 

Who  now  have  plighted  hands. 
Their  union  with  thy  favor  crown, 
And  bless  the  nuptial  bands. 

3  With  gifts  of  grace  tkeir  hearts  endow, 

Of  all  rich  dowries  best ; 
Their  substance  bless,  and  peace  bes- 
To  sweeten  all  the  rest.  [tow, 

4  In  purest  love  their  souls  unite,     - 

That  they  with  christian  care, 
May  make  domestic  burthens  light. 
By  taking  mutual  share. 

5  As  Isaac  and  Rebecca  gave 

A  pattern  chaste  and  kind  ; 

So  mav  this  married  couple  hve, 

And' die  io  friendship  joinM. 


126  HYMN  103. 

6  And    when    that  solemn  hour  shall 
come, 
And  life's  short  space  be  o'er  ; 
May  they  in  triumph  reach  that  home 
Where  they  shall  part  no  more. 


W 


HYMN  103—  C.  M. 

Spring. 
/"HEN  verdure  clothes  the  fertile 

vale, 

And  blossoms  deck  the  spray: 
A  fragrance  breathes  in  every  gale, 
How  fcweel  the  vernal  day  I 

2  Hark  I  how  the  feathered  warblers 

sing ! 
'Tis  natur's  cheerful  voice  ; 
Soft  music  hails  the  lovely  spring, 
And  woods  and  fields  rejoice. 

3  How  kind  the  influence  of  the  skies ! 

The  showers,  with  blepsing;s  fraught, 
Bid  virtue,  beauty  fragrance  rise, 
And  fix  the  roving  thought. 

4  Then  let  my  wondering  heart  confess, 

With  gratitude  and  love. 


HYMN  104.  127 

The  bounteous  hand  that  deigns  to 
bless 
1  he  garden,  field,  and  ^rove. 

5  That  bounteous  Hand  ixiy  thoughts 

adore, 
Beyond  expression  kind, 
Iliith  better,  nobler  gifts  in  sfore, 
I'o  bless  the  craving  mind. 

6  O  God  of  nature  and  of  grace, 

Thy  heavenly  gifts  impart  ; 
Then  shall  my  meditation  trace 
Spring,  blooming  in  my  heart. 

7  Inspir'd  to  praise,  I  then  f  hall  join 

Glad  nature's  cheerful  song  : 
And  love  and  gratitude  divine 
Attune  ray  joyful  song". 


HYMN  104.— C.  M. 

Seed  in  different  Grounds. 

iTE  sons  of  earth,  prepare  the  plough, 
I     Break  up  your  fallow  ground  : 
The  sower  is  gone  forth  to  sow, 
And  scatter  blessinas  round. 


128  HYMN  105. 


2  The  seed  that  finds  a  stony  soil, 

Shoots  forth  a  hasty  blade  ; 
But  ill  repays  the  sow'rs  toil, 

Soon  wither'd,  scorch'd,  and  dead. 

3  The  thorny  ground  is  sure  to  balk 

All  hopes  of  harvest  there  ; 
V/e  find  a  tall  and  sickly  stalk, 
But  not  the  fiuitfui  ear. 

4  The  beaten  path  and  highway  side 

Receive  the  trust  in  vain  ; 
The  watchful  birds  the  prey  divide, 
And  pick  up  all  the  grain, 

5  But  where  the  Lord  of  grace  and  power 

Has  bless'd  the  happy  field  j 
How  plenteous  is  the  golden  store, 
The  deep  wrought  furrows  yield  ! 

G  Father  of  mercies,  we  have  need 
Of  thy  preparing  grace  ; 
Let  the  same  hand  that  gives  the  seed, 
Provide  a  fruitful  place. 


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HYMN  105.— P.  M. 
The  Convert. 
HOW  happy  are  they, 
Who  the  Saviour  obey, 


HYMN  105.  129 

And  have  laid  up  their  treasure  above  ! 
Tongue  can  never  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 

Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love  '? 


2  That  sweet  comfort  was  mine, 

When  the  favor  divine 
I  first  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb  3 

When  at  first  I  believ'd, 

What  a  joy  Ireceiv'd, 
What  a  heaven  in  Jesus'  name  ! 

3  'Twas  a  heaven  below, 

My  Redeemer  to  know  : 
And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more, 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet, 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  lover  of  sinners  adore. 

4  Jesus  all  the  day  long, 

Was  my  joy  and  my  song ; 
O  that  all  his  salvation  might  see  j 

He  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cry'd, 

He  hath  sufTer'd  and  di'd 
To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  me. 

i>  Onxhe  wings  of  his  love, 
1  was  carri'd  above, 
All  my  sin,  and  temptation  and  pain  j 
And  I  could  not  believe 


ISO  HYMN  106. 

That  I  ever  should  grieve, 
That  I  ever  should  suffer  again. 

6  I  then  rode  on  the  sky. 

Freely  justify'd  I, 
Nor  did  envy  Elijah  his  seat  5 

My  glad  soul  mounted  higher, 

In  a  chariot  of  fire. 
And  the  world  it  was  under  my  feet. 

7  O !  the  rapturous  height 

Of  that  holy  delight, 
Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood ! 

Of  my  Saviour  possest, 

I  was  perfectly  blest, 
And  was  fill'd  with  the  fulness  of  God. 

HYMN  106.— P.  M. 
The  fall  of  Babylon. 

COME  brethren  let  us  join  andsino^ 
The  growing  empire  of  our  King, 
Who  spilt  his  precious  blood  ; 
His  life  a  ransom  gave  for  all,  [thrall, 
That  he  might   save  our  souls  from 
And  bring  us  home  to  God.^ 

2  He  rides  victorious  through  the  land. 
His  saints  rejoice,  his  heralds  stand. 


HYMN  107.  ISX 

And  tbey  aloud  do  call ; 
Sinners  lepent,  to  Jesus  fly, 
While  he  in  mercy  passes  by^ 

And  offers  grace  to  all. 

3  The  work  of  God  is  going  on, 
Souls  daily  flee  from  Babylon, 

And  on  the  Lord  do  call: 
Old  fornjalists  with  wonder  gaze, 
And  BabePs  Merchants  stand  amazed 

To  see  their  mother  fall. 

4  The  wilderness  doth  sweetly  ring- 
With  pray'rs  and  praises  to  the  King,. 

Who  sits  on  Zion's  hill, 
The  towns  and  cities  hear  the  voice. 
The  sinners  mourn,  the  saints  rejoice, 
With  praise  the  streets  are  filTd. 

5  Ride  on  all  conquering  Kiag,  ride  on, 
Thy  kingdom  come,  thy  will  be  done. 

Let  heaven  and  earth'agree, 
To  sound  aloud  thy  worthy  fame. 
'Till  all  our  souls  shall  be  on  flanne,^ 

To  rise  and  reign  with  Ihee. 


152  HYMN  107. 


HYMN  107.— C.  M. 

J'he  Hope  of  Heaven  our  Support  under 
Trials  on  earth. 


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HEN  I  can  read  my  title  dear, 
To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  ev'ry  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping:  eyes. 


2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  hellish  darts  be  hurPd, 

Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 

And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  pares  like  a  wide  deluge  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall  ; 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home. 
My  God,  my  Heaven,  my  All. 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  sojil, 

In  seas  of  heav'nly  re?t  ; 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll. 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 


HYMN  108.  153 

HYMN  108.— P.  M. 

JESUS,  at  thy  command, 
I  launch  into  the  deep  ; 
And  Jeave  my  native  land, 

Where  sin  lulls  all  asleep, 
For  thee  I  would  the  v/orld  resig-n, 
And  sail  to  heaven    with    thee  end 
thine. 

2  Thou  art  my  pilot  wise  ; 

My  compass  is  thy  word  ; 
My  soul  each  storm  defies. 

While  I  have  such  a  Lord  I 
I  trust  thy  faithfulness  and  poorer, 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour. 

3  Tho'  rocks  and  quicksands  deep, 

Through  ail  my  passage  lie, 
Yet  Christ  will  safely  keep 

And  guide  me  with  his  eye  : 
My  anchor,  hope,  shall  firm  abide, 
And  ev'ry  boi«tVous  storm  outride 

4  By  faith  I  see  the  land, 

The  port  of  endless  rest  ; 
>jy  soul  thy  s?;il&  expand, 
And  fly  to  Jesus'  breast  I 


134  HYMN  109. 


May  1  Teach  the  heavenly  shore, 
Where  wind  and  waves  distress  n© 


Whene'er  becalm'd  I  lie, 
And  storms  forbear  to  toss : 

Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  still  nigh, 
Lest  I  should  suffer  loss ; 

For  more  the  treach"'rons  calm  I  dread, 

Than  tempests  bursting  o'er  my  head. 

Come,  holy  Gho?t,  and  blow 
A  prosperous  gale  of  grace  ; 

Waft  me  from  all  below, 
To  heaven  my  destin'd  place; 

Then  in  full  sail  my  port  I'll  find. 

And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind. 


HYMN  109.— H.M. 

Sabbath  Morning. 

ELCOME,  delightful  morn, 
Thou  day  of  sacred  rest ; 
I  hail  thy  kind  return. 
Lord  make  these  moments  blest. 
From  the  low  train  of  mortal  toys, 
I  soar  to  reach  Immortal  joys. 


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HYMJN   no.  lU 

2  Now  may  the  Kiog  descend. 
And  fill  his  throne  of  grace  ; 
Thy  sceptre,  Lord,  extend, 
While  saints  address  thy  face  : 
Let  sinners  feel  thy  quickening  word, 
And  learn  to  know  and  fear  the  Lord. 

^  Descend,  celestial  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers ; 
Disclose  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  bless  the  sacred  Lours ; 
Then  shall  my  soul  cew  life  obtain, 
Nor  Sabbath's  be  indulged  in  vain. 


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HYMN  110— P,  M. 

ROM  the  regions  of  love, 

Lo  1  an  angel  descended, 

And  told  the  blest  news 
How  the  babe  was  attended  ; 

Go,  shepherds  and  visit 
This  wondrous  stranger, 

With  wonder  and  joy 
See  your  Christ  in  the  manger. 

CHORUS. 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb, 
Through  whom  we've  obtain'd  par- 
don, 


136  HYMN    110. 

We'll  praise  him  again, 

When  we  pass  over  Jordan. 

2  Glad  tidings  I  bring 

To  you  and  each  nation  ; 

Glad  tidings  of  joy, 
Now  behold  your  salvation  ; 

When  sudden  a  naultitude 
Raise  their  glad  voices, 

And  shout  the  Redeemer, 
While  heaven  rejoices. 

3  Now  glory  to  God 

In  the  highest  is  given, 

Now  glory  to  God 
Is  re-echoed  through  heaven  ; 

Around  the  whole  earth 
Let  us  tell  the  glad  story, 

And  sing  of  his  love, 
His  salvation  and  glory, 

4  Enraptured  I  rise 

With  delight  and  desire  : 
Such  love  so  divine, 

Sets  my  soul  all  on  fire  ; 
Around  the  blest  throne 

Hosannas  are  ringing, 


HYMN  111.  137 

O  when  shall  I  join  them 
And  ever  be  singing  - 

S  Triumphantly  tide 

In  thy  chariot  victorious, 

And  conquer  with  love  ; 
O  Jeus  all  glorious  1 

Thy  banner  unfurl : 
Let  the  nations  surrender 

And  own  thee  their  Saviour, 
Their  king  and  defender. 

HYMN  111.— 7  &  6. 

Encouragement  to  Christians. 

THE  wonMrouslove  of  Jesus, 
From  doubts  and  fears  he  fisea  us? 
With  pitying  eyes  he  sees  us 

A  toiling:  here  below  ; 
Through  tribulation  driven. 
We  make  our  way  to  heaven ; 
By  consolation  given, 
Rejoicing  on  we  go. 

2  Companions  now  distressed, 
By  Satan  sore  oppressed, 
Cheer  up,  youMl  be  delivered, 
Your  Captain  is  at  hand  ; 


138  HYMN  112. 

In  ev'ry  trying;  hour 
He'll  save  you  by  his  power, 
And  bring  you  safe  to  heaven, 
To  Canaan's  happy  land. 

3  O  !  yonder  is  the  glory  ! 
It  is  but  just  before  you. 
And  there  we'll  tell  the  story 

Of  Christ's  redeeming  love; 
And  there  we  shall  forever 
Drink  of  the  flowing-  River, 
Forever  and  forever 

Surround  the  throne  above. 


All  in  the  blooming  garden 
Of  Eden,  gained  by  pardon  ; 
Beyond  the  floods  of  Jordan 
We'll  praise  the  great  I  AM ; 
And  sing  the  song  of  Moses, 
While  Jesus  sweet  composes. 
The  song  that  never  closes. 
Sing  praises  to  the  Lamb. 


HYMN  112— 8  &  7. 
My  souVs  Experience. 
'LL  sing  a  song  which  doth  belong 
To  all  the  people  round  me  ; 


HYMN  112.  139 

ril  spread  the  fame  of  Jesus'  name, 
And  tell  how  Jesus  found  rae. 

'Twas  in  distress  and  -wickedness, 
These  words  he  spake  unto  me  : 

"  O  sinner,  come,  in  me  there's  room, 

Oh  how  these  things  ran  through  me  I 

2  I  was  like  Paul,  who  was  callMSaul, 

In  bitter  persecution  : 
I  did  disdain  being  born  again  ;  ^ 

1  call'd  it  all  delusion, 
I  fought  the  saints  without  restraint, 

Too  proud  to  cry  for  mercy  : 
Conviction  strong  did  come  along  ; 
Oh  how  these  things  did  pierce  me  I 

3  I  did  not  know  which  way  to  go  ; 

My  sins  were  like  a  mountain, 
All  fill'd  with  woe,  the  tears  didflow; 

My  head  was  like  a  fountain. 
I  thought  Pd  been  so  long  in  sin, 

I  could  not  be  forgiven  ; 
Then  Jesus  came,  O  blesa  bis  name  I 

And  fill'd  my  soul  with  heaven. 

4  1  rais'd  my  voice,  and  did  rejoice, 

Sang  glory,  glory,  glory. 


140  HYMN  113. 

Then  I  did  learn  Jesus  was  mine  : 

0  vvhat  a  pleasing  story  I 

I  love  the  lord,  I  love  his  word, 

1  love  all  those  around  me : 
Then  brethren  dear,  don't  it  appear, 
That  Jesus  Christ  has  found  me  ; 

5  Come,  sinners,  now  to  Jesus  bow, 
i        While  grace  isoffer'd  to  you, 
p'  Come  as  you  are,  to  Christ  repair, 
Or  sin  will  quite  undo  you. 
With  lovely  charms,  and  open  arms, 

Now  Jesus  will  receive  you, 
Come,  sinners,  come,  in  him  there's 
room, 
And  Jesus  Christ  will  save  you. 


HYMN  113.— L.  M. 

YOUNG  people  all  attention  give, 
While    I    address  you    in   God's 
name. 
Ye,  who  in  sin  and  folly  live, 
Come  hear  the  counsels  of  a  friend. 

2  I've  sought  for  bliss  in  glittering  toys. 
And  rang'd  the  luring  scene?  of  vice, 


HYMN  113.  141 

But  neverkflew  substantial  joys. 
Until  1  heard  my  Savioufs  voice. 

3  He  spake  at  once  my  sins  forgiven, 
And  took  ray  load  of  guilt  away, 
He  «;ave  me  glory,  peace  and  heaven, 
And  thus  I  found  the  heavenly  -way. 

4  And    now,  with    trembling  sense^ 

view  ^H 

The  billows  roll  beneath  your  feet,^ 
For  death  eternal  waits  for  you, 
Who  slight  the  force  of  gospel  truth. 

5  Youth,  like  the  spring,  will  soon  be 

gone, 
By  fleeting  time,  or  conquering  death, 
Your  morning  sun  may  set  at  noon, 
And  leave  you  ever  in  the  dark. 

6  Your   sparkling  eyes    and  blooming 

cheeks, 
Must  wither  like  the  blasted  rose, 
The  coffin,  muflaer,  winding  sheet, 
Will  soon  your  active  limbs  enclose. 


142  HYMN  113. 

7  Ye  heedless  ones,  that  wildly  stroll. 
The  grave  will  soon  become  your 

bed, 
Where  silence  reigns  and  Vapors  roll 
In  solemn  darkness  round  your  head. 

8  Your  friends  will  pass  the  lonesome 

place, 
And  with  a  sigh  move  slow  along, 
1^    Still  gazing  on  the  spires  of  grass, 
W§  With  which  your  graves   are  over- 
grown, 

9  Your  souls  will  land  in  darker  realms. 
Where  vengeance  reigns,  and  billows 

roar, 
And  roll  amid  the  burning  flames. 
When  thousand,  thousand  years  are 

o'er. 

10  Still  sunk  in  shades  of  endless  night 
To  groan  and  gasp  in  ceaseless  pain, 
And  never  more  behold  the  light, 
And  never,  never  rise  again. 

11  Ye  blooming  youth  this  is  the  state 
Of  all  who  do  free  grace  refuse  ; 


HYMN  114.  143 

And  soon  with  you  'twill  be  too  late, 
The  way  of  life  is  Christ  to  choose. 

12  Come,  lay  your  carnal  weapons  by, 
No  longer  fight  against  your  God, 
But  with  the  Gospel  now  comply, 
And  heaven  shall  be  your  great  re- 
ward. 


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HYMN  114.~C.  M.  fl 

Christ  the  Believer's  song. 
HOU  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb, 
We  love  to  hear  of  thee  ; 
No  music's  like  thy  charming  name, 
Nor  half  so  sweet  can  be. 


2  O  may  we  ever  hear  thy  voice, 
In  mercy  to  us  speak  ; 

And  in  our  Priest  will  we  rejoice. 
The  great  Melchisedeck. 

3  Our  Jesus  shall  be  still  our  theme, 

"While  in  this  world  we  stay  ; 
We'll  sing  our  Jesus's  lovely  name, 
When  ail  things  else  decay. 


144  HYMN  115. 

4  When  we  appear  in  yonder  cloud, 
With  all  the  favor'd  throng  ; 
Then  will  we  sing  more  sweet,  more 
loud, 
And  Christ  shall  be  our  song. 


HYMN  115.— CM. 

A  prospect  of  Heaven  makes  death  easy. 

THERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
Wliere  saints  immortal  reign  ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  sprina:  abides. 

And  never-with'ring  flow'rs ; 
Death  like  a  narrow  sea  divides 
This  heav'nly  land  from  ours. 

3  Sweet  fields,    beyond    the    swelling 

flood. 
Stand  drest  in  living  green  ; 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood. 
While  Jordan  roll'd  betv/een. 

4  But  timVous  mortals  start  and  shrink 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea, 


HYMN   116.  145 

And  lin«^er,  shiv'ring  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

5  O  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise — 
And  ses  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 
Y'[*.h  unbeclouded  eyes  : 

6  Could  we    but    climb  where  Moses 

stood.  |M| 

And  view  f!ie  landscape  o'er,         " 
Not  Jordan's  stream  nor  death's  cold 
flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore, 


HYMN  116.— CM. 

ARISE,  my  soul,  to  Pisph's  height, 
And  view  the  promis'd  land  ; 
And  see  by  faith  the  glorious  sight, 
Our  herilag-e  at  hand. 

2  A  land  where  pure  enjoyments  dwell 
And  blessings  most  divine  ; 
Where  saints  their  highest  notes  shall 
swell, 
And  in  bright  glory  shine. 

10 


146  HYMN  116. 

3  There  endless  springs  of  pleasure  flowj 

At  my  Redeemer's  side, 
For  all  who  live  in  faith  below, 
And  in  their  Lord  confide. 

4  For  Salem's  dazzling  gates  are  seen, 

Just  o'er  the  narrow  flood  ; 
And  fields  adorn'd  in  living  green, 
The  residence  of  God. 

O  could  I  cross  rough  Jordan's  wave, 

No  danger  would  I  fear, 
My  bark  would  every  danger  brave. 

For  O,  my  Shepherd's  near. 

6  T'  enrich  my  soul  with  fresh  supplies, 

Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love  ; 
With  courage,  then  I'll  win  the  prize, 
And  reign  with  him  above. 

7  Tho'  death's  cold  waves  compass  me 

round, 
And  heavy  tempests  roar  ; 
My  little  bark  in  safety's  found. 
For  Jesus  guides  me  o'er. 

3  Should  storms    of  grief  and   sorrow 
blow, 


HYMN  117.  147 

Oot  his  deveted  breast, 
Mj     Saviour's  love   shall    guard   me 
through, 
To  everlasting  rest. 

9  In  hitn  I  live,  in  him  I  move, 

My  only  sure  defence; 
The  source  of  sweet  redeeming  love. 
My  only  recompense. 

10  My  conflicts  here  shall  soon  be  past 

Where  wild  distraction  reigns, 
Through  toils  and  death  Til  reach  at 
last. 
Fair  Canaan's  happy  plains. 

11  The  lamp  of  life  will  soon  grow  pale, 

The  spark  will  soon  decay  ; 
And  then  my  happy  soul  shall  sail 
To  everlasting  day. 


HYMN  117.— C.  M. 

Inconstancy  in  the  Christianlife  lamented. 

PERPETUAL  Source    of  light    and 
We  hail  thy  sacred  name  ;      [grace 
Through  every  year's  revolving  round 
Thy  goodness  is  the  same. 


148  HYMN   117. 

2  On  us,  unworthy  as  we  are, 
Its  wondrous  mercy  pours  ; 
Sure    as    the     heaven's     established 
course, 
And  plenteous  as  the  showers. 


3  Inconstant  service  we  repay, 

And  treacherous  vows  renew  ; 
^  Which  pass  away  as  morning  clouda, 
And  as  the  early  dew. 

4  Low  at  thy  feet  our  guilt  we  mourn, 

And  ask  thy  constant  grace, 
Xo  bear  our  feeble  footsteps  on, 
In  all  thyrighteous  ways. 

5  Armed  with  this  energy  divine, 

Our  souls  shall  constant  prove, 
And  with  increasing  transport  press 
On  to  thy  courts  above.  ^ 

6  So,  by  thy  power,  the  morning  sun 

Pursues  his  radiant  way, 
Brightens  each  moment  in  his  race, 
And  shines  to  perfect  day. 


o 


HYMN  118.  149 


HYMN  11 8— CM. 

The  inward  life  of  the  Chnstian. 
HAPPY  soul  that  lives  on  high. 
While  men  lie  grovelling-  here  ! 
His  hopes  are  fixed  above  the  sky. 
And  faith  forbids  his  fear. 


2  His  conscience  knows  no  secret  stings 

While  grace  and  joy  combine 
To  form  a  life,  Vi^hose  holy  springs 
Are  hidden  and  divine, 

3  He  waits  in  secret  on  his  God  ; 

His  God  in  secret  sees; 
Let  earth  be  all  in  arms  abroad, 
He  dwells  in  heavenly  peace. 

4  His  pleasures  rise  from  things  unseen, 

Beyond  this  world  and  time  ; 
Where  neither    eyes    nor  ears  have 
been, 
Nor  thoughts  of  mortals  climb. 

5  He  want?  no  pomp  nor  royal  throne 

To  raise  his  honors  here  ; 
Content  and  pleased  to  live  unknown, 
Till  Christ,  his  life,  apptiar.- 


ISO  HYMN  119. 

HYMN  119.— P.  M. 
The  Weary  Traveller. 

COME  all  ye  weary  travellers, 
Now  let  us  join  and  sing, 
The  everlastinif  praises, 

Of  Jesus  our  g^reat  King. 
We've  had  a  tedious  journey, 

And  tiresome  His  true  ? 
But  see  how  many  dangers, 

The  Lord  has  brought  us  through. 

2  At  first  when  Jesus  found  us. 

He  called  us  unto  him, 
And  pointed  out  the  danger, 

Of  falling  into  sin. 
The  world,  the  flesh  and  Satan, 

Would  prove  a  hurtful  snare. 
Unless  we  did  reject  them 

By  faith  and  humble  prayer, 

3  But  by  our  disobedience. 

With  sorrow  we  confess. 
We  have  had  long  to  wander 

Tn  a  dark  wilderness, 
Where  we  might  long  have  fainted^ 

In  that  enchanted  grountJ, 
But  now  and  then  a  cluster 

Of  pleasant  grapes  we  fouad. 


HYMN  119.  151 

The  pleasant  fruits  of  Canaan, 

Give  life  and  joy  and  peace, 
Revive   our  drooping  spirits, 

And  love  and  strength  increase; 
To  own  our  Lord  and  Master, 

And  run  at  his  command, 
And  hasten  on  our  journey 

Unto  the  promis'd  land. 


5  In  faith,  and  hope,  and  patience, 

We  often  do  rejoice. 
And  Jesus  and  his  people, 

Forever  are  our  choice. 
In  peace  and  consolation , 

We  now  are  going  on, 
The  pleasant  road  to  Canaan, 

Where  Jesus  Christ  has  gone. 

9  Sinners  why  stand  ye  idle. 

While  we  thus  march  along, 
Has  Jesus  never  told  you 

That  you  are  going  wrong, 
We''re  sorry  thus  to  leave  you, 

We'  rather  you  would  go  ; 
Come  try  a  bleeding  Saviour, 

And  see  what  love  can  do. 


152  HYMN  120. 

7  Now  to  the  King  immortal, 

Be  everlasting  pt-aise, 
For  in  his  holy  service, 

We  long  to  spend  our  days, 
Till  we  arrive  at  Canaan, 

The  glorious  world  above, 
With  everlasting  wonder. 

To  sing  redeeming  love. 


HYMN  120.--C.  M. 
Servants  of  God  always  safe. 

OW  are    thy  servants  bless'd,  O 
How  sure  is  their  defence:  [Lord, 
Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 
Their  help  Omnipotence. 


H 


i  In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 
Supported  by  thy  care  : 
Thro'burning  climes  they  pass  unhurt, 
And  breathe  the  tainted  air. 

3  When  by  the  dreadful  temptest  borne" 
High  on  the  broken  wave, 
They  know  thod  art  notfelow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  save. 


HYMN  121  153 

4  The  storm  is  laid— the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will : 
The  sea  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

5  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears  and  death, 

Thy  goodness  we'll  adore  ; 
We'll  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

6  Our  life,  while  thou  preserv'st  that 

Thy  sacrifice,  shall  be  ;  [life, 

And  death,  when  death  shall  be   our 

Shall  join  our  souls  to  thee.      [lot, 


HYMN  121.~P.  M. 

A  FOUNTAIN  in  Jesus  which  runs 
always  free, 
For  washing  and  cleansing  such  sin- 
ners as  we  I 
Our  sins,  though  like  crimson,  made 

white  as  the  wool. 
No  lack  in  the  fountain,  but  always  is 
full. 

2  All  things  now  are  ready,  he  invites  ua 
to  come, 


154  HYMN  121. 

The  supper  is  made  by  the  Father  & 

Son ; 
Rich  bounties,  rich  dainties,  here  we 

may  receive, 
A  living  forever,  if  we  will  believe. 

3  Tfee  guests  which  were  bid<ien,refused 

the  call ; 
For  they  were  not  ready  nor   willing 

at  all 
To  be  stripp'd  of  their  honor,  and  part 

with  their  store, 

feast  that  was 

for  the  poor. 

4  If  they  are  not  ready,  and  wish  to  de- 

lay* 

My  house  shall  be  filled  the  Father 
doth  say  ; 

The  highways  and  hedges,  the  halt 
and  the  blind. 

Shall  come  and  be  welcome,  the  Sup- 
per is  mine. 

5  He  decks  ns  with  jewels,  and  rings  of 

rich  kind  ; 
A  garment  not  woven,  but  richly  re- 
finM; 


HYMN  122.  165 

Redeemed  by  Jesns,  made  heirs  with 

the  King-^ 
A  plan  of  the  Father,  in  Glory  to  sing. 


F 


HYMN  122.— 7s. 
Love  to  God  and  Man. 
ATHER  of  our  feeble  race, 
Wise,  beneficient,  and  kind, 
Spread  o'er  nature's  ample  face, 
Flows  thy  goodaess  unconfin'd  : 
Musing  in  the  silent  grove  ; 
Or  the  busy  walks  of  men. 
Still  we  trace  thy  wondrous  love. 
Claiming  large  returns  again. 


2  Lord  what  offering  shall  we  bring. 
At  thine  altars  when  we  bow  ? 
Hearts,  the  pure  unsullied  spring. 
Whence  the  kind  affections  flow, 
Soft  compassion's  feeling  soul, 

By  the  melting  eye  expressed  ; 
Sympathy,  at  whose  control 
Sorrow  leaves  the  wounded  breast. 

3  Willing  hands  to  lead  the  blind. 
Bind  the  wounded,  feed  the  poor  ; 
Love,  embracing  all  our  kind, 


156  HYMN   123. 

Charity,  -with  liberal  store  : 
Teach  us,  O  thou  heavenly  King, 
Thus  to  show  our  grateful  mind, 
Thus  th'  accepted  offering  bring, 
Love  to  thee,  and  all  mankind. 


A 


HYMN  123 —C.  M. 

To  the  Messengers  of  the  Gospel. 
LL  ye  who  stand  on  Zion'd  hill, 
Salvation  to  proclaim, 
May  you,  your  Master's  word  fulfil, 
By  trusting  in  his  name. 


2  O  may  you  onward  gently  move, 

With  Christ's  commission  clear, 
And  ever  by  your  doctrine  prove, 
Your  faith  and  humble  fear. 

3  The  word  of  truth  may  you  divide, 

To  each  a  portion  give  ; 
That  hungry  souls  rafiy  be  supplied. 
And  by  the  truth  may  live. 


4  But  let  your  faithful  mem'ry  still 
Thissacred  truth  retain  ; 
Except  the  Lord  the  house  shall  build, 
The  lab'rers  work  in  vain. 


HYMN  123.  157 

6  Let  not  self-love,  that  subtle  foe, 
Within  your  hearts  abide  ; 
That   naught    but    Jesus,    you    may 
know, 
And  Jesus  crucified. 

6  Aud  when  youVe  called  to  engage 
lu  battle  for  the  Lord, 
With  holy  fear  the  war  you'll  wage, 
Still  trusting  in  his  word. 


7  And  if  you  doubt  your  mission's  true, 

Like  holy  Gideon  try. 
While  night  distils  the  heav'nly  dew, 
The  fleece  both  wet  and  dry, 

8  The  gospel  trumpet  then  you'll  blow 

With  confidential  fear, 
The  foes  of  Zion  then  will  know. 
That  Israel's  God  is  near. 


And  in  confusion  leave  the  camp, 

The  unbelieving  heart. 
Unable  to  withstand  the  lamp, 

The  grace  of  God  imparts. 


158  HYMN  124. 

10  Then  Zion's  King  will  enter  in, 
And  his  own  right  assert, 
Since  by  his  grace  the  victory's  won, 
Which  does  the  soul  convert. 


HYMN  124.— L.  M. 

INSPIRE  my  heart,  inflame  my  tongue 
To    sound    the  great    Emmanuels 
praise  ; 
O  for  a  more  exalted  song, 

Than    human    tongues    can    ever 
raise. 

2  Who  can  recount  his  noble  deeds, 

Or  comprehend  his  mighty  power  ? 
His  love  our  highest  thought  exceeds 
When  we  in  rapture  him  adore. 

3  His  mercy  stands  forever  sure, 

His  truth,  it  is  forever  bright ; 
His  righteousness,  he  will  secure 
To  all  who  come  to  him  aright. 

4  Come  then,  ye  poor  distressed  souls 

Who'feel  your  sins  a  heavy  load ; 
For  you,  his  mercy  ever  rolls  ; 


HYMN  125.  159 

Come,  to  your  Saviour,  and  your 
God. 

5  Renounce  the  world,  its  tinsel  glare. 

And  raise  your    hearts    to  things 

above ; 
His  highest  blessing  you  will  share, 
And  feel  and  know  his  pardoning 

love, 

6  Your  heart  is  all  that  he  requires, 

O  give  it,  then,  -without  reserve. 
With  all  your  thoughts,  and  your  de- 
sires, 

Your    heav'nly    Father  love    and 
serve.  • 

7  His  easy  service  is  delight, 

The  just  he  surely  will  reward  ; 
He  will  our  hearts  to  him  unite, 
If  we  his  precepts  do  regard. 


T 


HYMN  125.— C,  M. 

IS  from  afar  the  Lord  beholds 
The  souls  of  lofty  mind,  * 
Whilst  he  his  richest  grace  unfolds 
To  those  who  are  resign 'd. 


160  HYMN  125. 

2  He  is  a  sun  and  he  a  shield, 
Unto  his  chosen  ones  ; 
And  every  cloud  shall  be  dispell'd 
When  we,  his  will  have  done. 


3  Yea,  grace  and  glory  he  will  give 
To  all,  who  trust  in  him  ; 
Who  in  uprightness  daily  live, 
And  walk  averse  to  sin. 


4  Why,  then  dear  Lord,  am  I  so  dull. 

So  lifeless  and  so  cold  ? 
Since,  thou  art  my  eternal  all, 
Thy  charms  to  me  unfold. 

5  Give  me  to  see  thy  smiling  face, 

And  cause  thy  light  to  shine  ; 
Send  forth  thy   power  of  quick'ning 
grace. 
And  make  me  wholly  thim^ 

6  Give  me  that  pure  and  humble  mind, 

Which  doth  thy  grace  insure, 
Which  makes  me  to  thy  will  resigned. 
And  1  will  ask  no  more. 


HYMN  \'2Q.  161 

HYMN  126.-8  &  7. 

Gloom  of  Autumn. 

MAIL,  ye  sighing  sons  of  sorrow, 
View  witli  me  th'autumnal  gloom  ; 
Learn  from  tiience  your  fate  to-morrow  I 

Dead,  perhaps,  laid  in  the  tomb  ! 
See  all  nature  fading,  dying, 

Silent  all  things  seem  to  rnourn ; 
Life  fiom  vegetation  flying, 

Brings  to  mind  the  moujd'ring  urn. 


2     Oft  autumnal  tempests  rising, 

Make  tlie  lofty  forest  nod  ; 
Scenes  of  nature,  how  surprising!. 

Read  in  nature,  nature's  God. 
See  the  God,  the  great  Creator, 

Lives  eternal  in  the  sky,  ,,  ,-_ 

While  we  mortals  yield  to  nature;  ",•• 

Bloom  a  while,  then  fade  and  die. 


3     Death  and  war  my  mind  depresses, 

Autumn  shows  me  my  decay  ; 
Brings  to  mind  my  past  distresses, 

Warns  me  of  a  dying  day. 
Autumn  makes  me  melancholy. 

Strikes  dejection  through  my  eoul, 
While  I  mourn  my  former  foUy, 

Waves  of  sorrow  o'er  me  roil. 

11 


162  HYMN  126 

4    Lo  !  I  hear  the  air  resounding 

With  expiring  insect's  cries  5 
Ah  !  the  moans,  to  me  how  wounding, 

Emblems  of  my  wretched  sighs  I 
Hollow  winds  about  are  roaring, 

Noisy  waters  round  me  rise, 
While  I  sit  my  fate  deploring, 

Tears  fast  streaming  from  my  eyes. 

B    What  to  me  are  autumn's  treasures, 

Since  I  know  no  eaithly  joy  ? 
Long  I've  lost  all  youtliful  pleasures, 

Time  must  youth  and  health  destroy. 
Pleasures  once  I  fondly  courted, 

Shar'd  each  bliss  that  youth  bestows  > 
But  to  see  where  then  1  sported,- 

Now  embitters  all  my  woes  '1 

6  Age  and  sorrow  since  have  blasted 
Every  youthful,  pleasing  dream  ; 

Quiv'ring  age  with  youth  contrasted, 
Oh  how  short  their  glories  seem! 

As  the  annual  frosts  are  cropping 
Leaves  and  tendrils  from  the  trees, 

So  my  friends  are  yearly  dropping. 
Through  old  age  and  dire  disease. 

7  Former  friends,  how  oft  I've  sought  'em, 
Just  to  cheer  my  drooping  mind  ; 

But  they're  gone  like  leaves  in  autumn, 
Driven  before  the  dreary  wind. 


HYMN  127.  163 


VvTien  a  few  more  years  I've  wasted, 
When  a  few  more  springs  are  o'er, 

When  a  few  more  griefs  I've  tasted, 
I  shall  live  to  die  no  more. 


8  Fast  my  sun  of  life's  declining, 

I  must  sleep  in  death's  dark  night; 
But  my  hope,  pure  and  refining. 

Rests  in  future  life  and  light. 
Cease  this  trembling,  fearing,  sighing, 

Christ  will  burst  the  silent  tomb  ; 
Then  the  saints  shall,  upwards  flying, 

Rise  into  immortal  bloom  ! 


*'  The  varting  hand. 

1  My  dearest  friends,  in  bonds  of  love, 
Our  hearts  in  sweetest  union  prove 
Your  friendship  like  a  drawing  band, 
Yet,  we  must  take  the  parting  hand. 
Y'our  presence  sweet,  your  union  dear, 
Your  words  delightful  to  my  ear, 
And  when  I  see  that  we  must  part, 
You  draw  like  cord^  around  mv  heart. 


2  How  sweet  the  hours  have  pass'd  away, 
When  we  have  met  to  sing  and  pray, 
How  loth  I've  been  to  leave  the  place, 
When  Jesus  shev/s  his  smiling  face  : 
O  could  I  stay  with  friends  so  kind, 


164  HTMN  128. 

How  would  it  cheer  my  strug'ling  mind 
But  duty  makes  me  understand, 
Tliat  wo  must  take  the  parting  hand. 


3  And  since  it  is  God's  lioly  will, 
We  must  be  parted  for  a  while. 
In  svveet  submission,  all  in  one, 
We'll  say,  our  father's  will  be  done. 
Dear  fello\V  youth,  in  christian  ties, 
Who  seek  for  mansions  in  the  skies — 
Fight  on,  you'll  win  that  happy  shore, 
Where  parting  hands  are  known  no  more. 


4  How  ofl  I've  seen  the  flowing  tears. 
And  heard  you  tell  your  hopes  and  fears, 
V  our  hearts  with  love  have  seem'd  to  flame, 
Which  makes  me  hope  we'll  meet  again. 
Ye  mourning  souls  in  sad  surprise, 
Jesus  remembers  all  your  cries  ; 
O  taste  his  grace,  in  all  that  land 
V/e'll  no  more  take  the  parting  hand. 


HYMN  128.— 8  Sc  7. 
Female  Pilgrim. 

WHITHER  goest  thou,  Pilgrim  stran- 
ger, 
Wandering  through  this  lonely  vale  ? 
Know'st  thou  not  'tis  full  of  danger, 
And  will  not  thy  courage  fail  ? 


HYMN  123.  165 


CHORUS. 


No  !  I'm'bound  tor  the  kingdom, 
Will  you  go  to  glory  with  me  ? 
Htaielujah,  oh!  haflelujah, 
I  am  bound,  i^c.  praise  ye  the  Lord. 

2  Pilirrim  thou  hast  justly  call'd  me, 

Passing  through  tiiis  waste  so  wide  ; 
But  no  harm  will  e'er  befal  me, 
While  I'm  bless'd  with  such  a  guide. 

3  Such  a  guide  !  no  guide  attends  thee, 

Thence  for  thee  my  fears  ari^e  ; 
If  some  guardian  power  attends  thee, 
•Tis  unseen  by  mortal  eyes. 

4,  Tis  unseen,  but  still  believe  me, 
Such  a  guide  my  steps  atteud  ; 
HelH,.  in  ev'ry  strait  relieve  me, 
Ho  Will  guide  me  to  the  end. 

6  Pilgrim,  see  that  stream  before  thee— 
T5?.rklv  winding  through  the  vale  ; 
Should  its  deadly  waves  roll  o'er  thee, 
Would  not  then  thy  courage  fail  ? 
No,  I'm  bound,  &c. 

6  No.  th.it  stream  has  nothing  frightful, 
To  its  brink  my  steps  I'll  bend  j 


166  HYMN  129 

Thence  to  plunge  'twill  be  delightful, 
Then  my  pilgrimage  will  end. 

7  Whilst  I  gaz'd  with  sight  Burprising, 

Down    the  stream    she    plung'd    from 
sight — 
Gazing  still — I  saw  her  rising 
Like  an  angel  cloth'd  with  lijjht. 


8  Cease,  my  heart,  this  mourning,  crying, 
Christ  will  burst  this  sullen  gloom  } 
Soon  my  spirit,  flutt'ring,  flying, 
Will  be  borne  beyond  the  tomb  j 
For  I'm  bound,  &.c. 


HYMN  129— 8  &  7. 

O'ER  the  gloomy  hills  of  darlwress 
Look  my  soul,  with  wonder  g^e, 
All  the  promises  do  travail 
With  a  glorious  day  of  grace  : 

Blessed  Jubilee, 
Let  thy  glorious  morning  dawn. 


2  Let  the  Indian,  let  the  negro, 
Let  the  rude  barbarian  see 
That  divine  and  glorious  conquest. 
Once  obtain'd  on  Calvary  : 

Let  the  gospel 
Fill  the  world  with  joy  and  praisa. 


HYMN  ISO.  167 


S  May  the  glorious  day  approaching 
From  Egyptain  darkness,  dawn. 
And  the  everlasting  gospel 
Spread   abroad  thy  Holy  Name, 

All  the  borders 
Of  the  great  Emmanuel's  land. 

4  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  Saviour, 
Win  and  conquer  never  cease  ; 
May  thy  lastinsr,  wide  dominion 
Multiply  and  still  increase  : 

Sway  thy  sceptre, 
Saviour,' all  the  world  around. 


HYxMN  130,— L.  M. 

Not  ashamed  of  Jesus. 

ESUS  !  and  shall  it  ever  be, 

A  mortal  D)an  asham'd  of  thee! 

Asham'd  oi  thee  whom  ang;els  praise, 

Whose  glories  shine  through  endless 

days  ! 


2  Asham'd  of  Jesns!  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star  ; 
He  sheds  the  beam  of  light  divine, 
O^er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

5  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  just  as  soon 
Lei  midnight  be  ashamM  of  noon  ] 


168  HYMN  131. 

'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul  till  he, 
Bright  mornings  star,  bids  darkness  flee, 

4  Asham'd  of  Jesus  I  that  dear  frend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend! 
No  I  when  1  blush,  be  this  my  ribame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

fi  Asham'd  of  Jesus !  yes  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  a  way; 
No  tears  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

6  Till  then,  nor  is  my  boasting  vain, 
Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain  ; 
And  O  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamM  of  me. 

7  His  institutions  I  will  prize, 

Take  up  the  cross,  the  shame  despisi ; 
Dare  to  defend  his  noble  cause, 
And  yield  obedience  to  his  laws. 


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HYMM  131.— S.  M. 

OME  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 
And  let  your  joys  be  known 


HYMN  131.  169 

Join  in  a  song;  of  sweet  accord 
And  thus  surround  (he  throne, 

^  Let  sorropi's  of  Ihe  mind 

Be  banish'd  from  the  place  ; 
Religion  never  wag  design''d. 
To  make  our  pleasures  less. 

3  Let  those  now  learn  to  sing;, 

Who  never  knew  our  God  ; 
And  favVites  of  the  heav'cly  Kin* 
Should  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

4  The  God  who  rules  on  high, 

And  thunders  when  he  please, 
Who  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky, 
And  manages  the  seas. 

5  This  pow'rful  God  is  ourp, 

Our  Father  and  our  love  ; 
He  will  send  down  his  heav'nly  pow'n 
To  carry  us  above. 

6  There  we  shall  see  his  face, 

And  never,  never  sin, 
There  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace. 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 


170  HYMN  132. 

7  Yes  and  before  we  rise, 

To  that  iininortal  state, 
The  thoug;hts  of  such  amazing. bliss, 
Should  constant  joys  create. 

8  The  men  of  grace  have  found, 

Glory  beg'un  below, 
Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground. 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

9  The  hill  of  Zion  yields, 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  Ihe  heav'nly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 


10  Then  let  our  son^s  abound, 

And  evVy  tear  be  dry  ;         [ground 
We're    marchins;    thro'    Immanuel's 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

HYMN  132.— L.  M. 

THERE  seems  a  voice  in  every  Sfale, 
A  tongue  in  every  opening  flower, 
Which  tell,=,r)rjord,the  vvond'rous  tale 
Of  thy  indulgence,  love  and  power. 


HYMN  133.  171 

2  The  birds  that  rise  on  quiverlns:  wme;s, 

Appear  to  hymn  their  Maker's  praise 
And  all  the  mingling  sounds  of  spring, 
To  thee  a  general  paean  raise. 

3  And  shall  my  voice,  ^reat  God  alone, 
Be  mute,  midst  nature's  loud  acclsim? 
No,  let  my  heart  with  answering  tone. 
Breathe  forth,  in  praise, thy  holy  name 

4  All  nature's  debt  is  small  to  minp, 

Thou  bads't  her  bt-ing-  bounded  be, 
But,  matchless  proof  of  love  divine  ! 
Thou  gav'st  immortal  life  to  me. 


HYMN  133— L.  M. 

For  Fourth  of  July. 

AIL  day  of  Freedom  !  let  the  beam 

Of  joy  be  bright  on  every  brow  ; 

Let  songs  swell  out  o'er  hill  and  stream, 

And  banners  wave  in  gladness  now. 


H 


2  For  Bunker's  height  no  more  is  red, 

Nor  Monmouth's  plains  with  heroea 
strown ; 
Peace  o'er  our  land  her  wings  hath  spread, 
And  Freedom  claims  it  as  her  own. 


172  HYMN  134. 


3  Great  God  !  through  whom  the  i^weak  ar« 
strong; 
The  simple  wise,  the  trampled  free, 
Thy  temple  gates  to-day  we  throng. 
To  raise  our  grateful  hymns  to  Thee. 


4  Yet,  Lord,  though  slavery's  chain  is  rent, 
The  baser  thrall  of  sin  remains  ; 

I  And  many  a  knee  to  her  is  bent, 

And  willing  millions  wear  her  chains. 


5  O  be  her  cruel  bondage  riven, 

And  our  R.edeeraer's  reign  succeed  ; 
Thus  grant  us,  Lord,  the  peace  of  heaven, 
And  let  our  land  be  "  free  indeed." 


HYMN  134.— L.  M. 

GO  preach  ray  Goepel,saith  tke  Lord, 
Bid  the  world  my  grace  receive, 
He  shall  be  sav'd  that  trusts  raj  word; 
He  siiall  be  damn'd  that  wout  believe. 


2  I'll  make  yourgfreat  commi«.sion  known 
And  ye  shall  prove  my  Go?pel  true, 
By  all  the  works  that  1  have  done, 
By  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 


HYMN   135.  173 

3  Teach  all  the  nations  my  eotnmands  ; 
•'  Vm  with  you  till  the  'world    shall 
end, 
All  powV  is  trusted  in  my  har>d=, 
i  can  destroy,  and  I  defend." 


HYMN  135.— L.M. 

J'ESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun, 
Does  his  succeasive  journeys  ruf>  ; 
His  kiDg;dom  spreads   from   shore    to 
shore. 
■    Till  moons  shall  ^vax    and    wane   no 
more. 

2  From  north  to  south  thf?  princes  roeet, 
To  pay  their  homag-e  at  his  feet ; 
While  western  empires  own  theiiLord 
And  savage  tribes  attend  his  word. 

3  To  him  shall  endles-  prayV  be  made, 
And  endlers  praises  crown  his  head  ; 
Hia  name  like  sweet  perfuuie  shall  rise 
VVilh  ev'ry  mornirig;  sacrifice. 

4  People  and  realms  of  ev'ry  tongue, 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  son^j, 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim, 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 


174  HYMN  138. 


HYMN  136.— C.  M. 

HEPKERDS  rejoice,1ift  np  your  eyes 
And  send  your  fears  away, 
News  from  the  regions  of  the   skies — 
A  Saviour's  born  to-day. 

"  Jesus,  the  God  whom  angels  fear, 
Corns  s  down  to  dwell  with  you  ; 

To  day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
But  not  as  nionarchs  do. 


3  "  No  gold,  nor  swaddling  bands, 

Nor  royal  shining-  things  ; 
A  manner  tor  his  cradle  stands; 
And  holds  the  King  of  Kin^s. 

4  *•  Go  shepherd?,  where  the  infant  lies, 

And  see  his  humble  throne  ; 
.    Wi'h  tears  of  joy  in  all  yovir  eyes 
Go,  shepherds,  kiss  the  Son." 

5  Thus  Gabriel  sang:,and  straight  around 

The  heav'nly  armies  throng  ; 
They  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  sound 
And  thus  conclude  the  soug. 


HYMN   137.  175 

6  "  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 

Let  peace  surround  the  <=.arth  ; 
^:  ortals  shall  know  their  Maker's  love, 
At  their  Redeemer's  birth." 

7  Lord!  and  shall  angels  hare  their  soDg^ 

And  men  no  tunes  to  raise  ? 
O  may  we  lose  these  useless  tongues 
When  we  forget  to  praise  ! 

8  G'ory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 

That  pify'd  us  forlorn  ; 
We  join  to  ?ing  our  Maker's  love, 
For  there's  a  Saviour  born. 


HYMN  137.— C.  M. 

HILE   shepherds   -watch'd   their 
flocks  by  night, 
All  seated  (^n  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around, 

2  "F'-ar  not,"  said  he  (for  mighty  dread 
I^ad  seiz'd  their  troubled  mind  ;) 
''Glsd  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  jou  and  all  mankind. 


176  HYMN  138. 

3  "  To  you  in  David "*3  town,  this  day, 

Is  born  of  David^s  line, 
The  Saviour  who  is  Clifist  the  Lord; 
And  this  shall  be  the  sigo. 

4  "Tiie  heavenly  babe  5'ou  there  shall 

find 
To  human  view  displayed, 
All  meanly  wrappM  in  swathing  bands 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining-  throng 
Of  angels  praising  God  on  high. 
And  thus  addresaM  their  song, 

6  "All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ; 
Good-will  henceforth  froai  heav^i  to 


men 


Betfln  and  never  cease. 


HYMN   13C.—  C.  xM. 

NCE  more  my  soul  the  riging  day 
Salutes  thy  waking  eyes ; 
Oiice  more  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  ilim  that  rules  the  skie.s. 


HYMN  139.  177 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 

i'he  day  renews  the  sound  ; 
Wide  as  the  heavens  on  which  he  sits 
To  turn  the  eassons  round. 

3  'Tis  He  supports  my  mortal  frame  ; 

IVly  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise; 
My  sius  might  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame 
But  yet  his  wrath  delays. 

4  O  Go'.i:  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 

Whilst  I  enjoy  the  light; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline. 
And  bring  a  pleasing  night. 


HYMN  139.— C.  M. 

LOR,D,thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray, 
1  am  for  ever  thine, 
I  fc-ar  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  .sin. 

2  And  while  I  rest  my  weary  head. 

From  cares  and  business  free, 
'Ti''  sweet  conversing  on  ray  bed 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  evening  sacrifice  ; 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
12 


il78  ^HYMN  140. 

Great  God,  my  faith  and  hope  reliea 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus,  with  my  thoughts  composed  to 
peace, 
V\\  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep  • 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 


HYMN  140.— L.  M. 

SWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanksdz- sing! 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light. 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  by  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast, 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found. 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound  I 

3  When  grace  has  purlfi'd  my  heart, 
Then  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil  to  cheer  my  head. 

4  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desir'd  or  wish'd  below  ; 

And  ev'ry  hour  find  sweet  employ, 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 


HYMN  141  &  142.         11^'- 

HYMN  141 —?.  M. 
ELCOMEcvveet  day  of  rest,. 
Tliat  saw  the  Lord  arise: 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes;  I 


w 


2  The  king  himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  his  saints  to-day  ; 
Here  wt  may  tit  and  see  him  here^ 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  in  such  a  plrice 

Wiiere  thou,  my  God,  art  5pen, 
Is  swreterlhan  ten  thousand  dajs, 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 

4  My  willing"  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this. 
And  sit  and  sing  hf-rself  away, 
1  o  everlasting  bliss. 

HYMN   142.— CM. 

THAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 
Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste. 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  jadge 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 


180  HYMN  143. 

2  Jesus,  thou  source  of  all  my  jojs, 

Thou  ruler  of  ray  heart, 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice, 
Pronounce  the  sound,  '' depart !" 

3  The  ihunder  of  that  awful  word, 

Would  so  torment  my  ear, 
'Twould  tear  my  soul  asunder  Lord, 


4  What,  to  be  banishVl  froni  my  Lord, 

And  yet  forbid  to  die  1 

To  linsjer  in  eternal  pain. 

And  death  forever  fly. 

5  O  wretched  state  of  deep  despair, 

To  see  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  stntion  where 
I  must  not  ta«te  his  love  ? 


HYMN  ]43.— CM. 
Y  God,  the  pprinj^  of  all  my  joys, 
The  life  of  my  delight?, 
The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights, 


HYMN  144.  181 

2  In  darkest  shades,  if  thou  appt^tsr, 

My  dawnin?  is  becjun  ; 
Thou  art  my  fouI's  bright  morning  star, 
And  thou  ray  risiiig  sun. 

3  The  op'ning  heavens  around  me  shine 

With  beauis  of  sacred  hlis.«, 
If  Jesus  show  his  mercy  mine, 
And  whisper  I  am  his. 

4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  claj, 

A(  that  transportirie^  word, 
Riin  up  with  joy  the  shining  way' 
To  see  and  praise  my  Lord, 

5  Fearless  of  hell  and  g-hastly  death, 

I'd  break  tliroup.h  every  foe  ; 
The  wings  of  love  and  arms  of  faifh 
Would  bear  me  ccnqnVor  tlnough,  , 


HYMN   144.— L.   M. 
Dedication  Hymn. 

F  old,  O  Lord,  by  cliff  or  stream. 
In  jrlfD  or  mount,  thy    name    was 
|:>rais''d, 
('rf-alionV'-  works  Ihc  primal  theme 
Of  Shepherds,  as  lohtavtn  they  g;az'd. 


I8f  HYMN   144. 

2  A  nobler  9on^  'twas  their's  (o  raia^, 
Froai  Judah^s  plains  and  B^ilhlehem's 

hills— 
Tfje  star  prophetic  meets  thfir  sjaz'^, 
Th'  ang^elic  shout  t4ieir  chorus  fills. 

3  'Mpsus  the  Son  of  God  is  born  T" 

A  Saviour  live?,  to  rule  find  bless — 
To  cheer  the  faiulinj^  and  forlorn 
And  lead  in  paths  of  righteousness. 

4  That  Chri<;t  is  ours — his  word  our  guide; 
His  brijht  exnmple  be  our  aim  ; — 

1  he  life  he  lived,  thp  dealh  he  died, 
Circle  with  grace  the  Chiulian  uaiae 

6   Not  ours,  our  Heavenly  Father's  will, 
i^imiy  to  re^l  in  nature's  frame- 
Not  our?  to  worship  on  the  hill, 
Or  in  the  vale,  by  cliff  or  stream. 

6  The  Word  Divine  iowsh  i^iven — 
To  UP  a  Messenger  is  sent — 
This  day  records  in  slirlit  of  Hcdven 
The  holy  titia  we  here  cemaut. 


HYMN  145.  !»• 

7  Teach  us  in  mutual  love  to  live, 
In  bolj  faith  and  heavenly  joy  ; 
Help  us,  O  God,  at  once  to  give 
Our  willing  minds  to  thine  emj)^/. 

8  Aid  us  at  last — our  duty  done — 

Our  hopes  all  brieht—onr  bouIs  serene 
Calmly  to  meet  life's  setting  sun, 
And  triumph  in  earth's  closing  scene. 

HYMN  145.- H.  M. 

HARK !  hark  I— the  notes  of  joy 
Roll  o'er  the  heav'niy  plains, 
And  seraphs  find  employ 
For  their  sublimest  strains  ; 
Some  new  delight  in  heav'n  is  known; 
Loud  sing  the  harps  around  the  throne. 

2  Hark  !  FTark  !  the  sounds  drav?  nigk, 
The  joyful  host  descend  ; 

Jesus  forsakes  the  sky, 

To  earth  l:is  footsteps  bend  : 

He  comes  to  bless  our  fallen  race  ; 

He  comes  with  messages  of 

3  Bear,  bear  the  tidings  rour    : 
Let  every  mortal  know 
What  love  in  God  is  founds 


184      HYMN  146  &  147. 

What  pity  be  can  show  ;  [roll, 

Ye  winds  that  blow,  ye   waves   ihat 
Bear  the  glad  ecws  from  pole  to  pole. 

4    Strike,  strike  the  harps  again, 
To  great  ImmanuePs  name  ; 
Arise,  ye  sous  of  men, 
And  all  his  grace  proclaim  ; 
Angels  and  men,  wake  ev'ry  string, 
'Tis  God,  the   Saviour's   praise  we 
sing. 


ASCRIPTIONS  4-  BENEDICTIONS. 
HYMN  146.— L.  M. 

FROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ! 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 
Unceasing  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  ! 
Unchanging  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 
Thy   praise   shall   sound  from  shore   to 

shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 


H 


HYMx\  147.— S.  M. 

OS  ANN  AH  to  the  Son 
Of  David  and  of  God, 


HYMN  148  &  149.       185 


Who  brought  the  news  of  pardon  down, 
'Aud  bought  it  with  his  blood. 

2  To  Christ  th"  anointed  King 
Be  endless  blessings  giv"n  3 
Let  the  whole  earth  his  glories  sing, . 
W'^ho  made  our  peace  with  heav'a. 


HYMN  148.— L.   M. 

T>RAISE  God,  from  whom  all  blessings 
JL  flow,  ^ 

Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

HYMN149.— 8&7s. 

LORD  !  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
Hope  and  comfort  from  above  ; 
O  mi^t  each,  thy  peace  possessing, 
Trflimph  in  redeeming  love. 

2     Thanks  we  give  and  adoration. 

For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound. 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


PAGE. 

Afflicted  saint,  to  Christ  draw  near  118 

A  fountain  in  Jesus  which  runs  always  153 

All  ye  who  stand  on  Zion's  hill  156 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  38 

Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  42 

Angels  !  roll  the  rock  away             s  41 

Arise,  my  soul  !  to  Pisgah's  height  145 

Art  thou  to  seriousness  inclined  ^  112 

Arise,  my  soul  !  shake  off  thy  flw's  64 

As  near  to  Calvary  I  pass  4 

At  anchor  laid  remote  from  home  97 

\wake,  my  soul,  to  hymns  of  praise  87 

Awake,  my  soul,  shake  off  the  dream  -  31 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve  6a 

B 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne  108 

Blest  is  the  man,  who  shuns  the  place  68 

Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death  6i> 


INDEX.  187 

C 

Call'd  to  a  sense  of  duty  ^ 

Celestial  worlds  I  your  Maker's  name  109 

Christ  hath  a  table  richly  spread  123 

Come  all  ye  sons  of  Zion  92 

Come  all  ye  weary  travellers  150 

Come  brethren  let  us  join  and  sing  130 

Come  let  us  anew  21 

Come,  my  brethren,  let  us  try  110 

Come,  thou  fouut  of  every  blessing  72 

Come  ye  that  love  the  Lord  168 

D 

Daniel's  wisdom  may  I  know  19 

Dark  and  thorny  is  the  desert  5 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep  97 

F 

Far  from  mortal  cares  retreating  89 

Farewell  dear  friends,  I  must  be  gone  103 

Father  o£  mercies  !  in  thy  word  95 

Father  oF  our  feeble  race  155 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies  184 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains  61 

From  the  regions  of  love  135 

From  whence  doth  this  union  arise  66 

G 

Glory  to  God  that  I  have  found  119 

Go  preach  niy  Gospel,  saith  the  Lord  172 

Go,  ye  herald's  of  salvation  36 

Grateful  notes  and  numbers  bring  99 


188  INDEX. 


Hail;  day  of  Freedom  !  let  the  beam  171 

Hail,  everlasting  spring  117 

Hail,  heavenly  love,  that  first  began  93 

Hail !  mighty  Jesus  !  how  diviae  47 

Hail  the  day  that  sees  him  rise  96 

Hail!  thou  "blest  morn  17 

Hail  ye  hosts  of  Seraph's  bright  33 

Hail  ye  sighing  sons  of  sorrow  IGl 

Hark  !  hark  !  the  notes  of  joy  183 

Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy  13 

Hark  !  what  celestial  sounds  63 

Have  we  all  here  met  again  ^  20 

High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God  80 

How  are  thy  servants  bless'd  O  Lord  I5z 

How  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot  78 

How  palnfullv  pleasing  the  fond  100 

Humility,  that  heavenly  grace  124 

Hosannah  to  the  Son  1S4 

I 

I'll  sing  a  song  which  doth  belong  133 

In  de  dark  wood,  no  Indian  nigh  54- 

Inspirc  my  heart,  inflame  my  tongue  158 

I've  listed  in  the  holy  war  15 

J 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home  3 

Jesus  !  and  shall  it  ever  .be  167 

Jesus,  at  thy  command  13^ 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul  '6 

JesuB  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun  173 


INDEX.  189 


Let  coward  guilt,  with  pallid  fear  58 

Let  thy  kingdom,  blessed  vSaviour  115 

Let  us  rise  and  go  to  Zion's  hill  29 

Let  party  names  no  more  32 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord  67 

Lift  up  your  hearts  to  things  above  14 
Lo  !  he  comes,  with  clouds  descending   59 

Lord  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing  185 

Lord  !  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear  9 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above  105 

Lord;  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  177 

M 

My  dearest  friends,  in  bonds  of  love  163 

My  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord  48 

My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joya  190 

N 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts  45 

Now  in  a  song  of  grateful  praise  106 

O 

Of  old,  O  Lord,  by  cliff  or  stream  131 

O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness  166 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God  69 

O  (Tod  of  Bethel !  by  whose  hand  11 

O  happy  soul  that  lives  on  high  149 

O  how  happy  are  they  1S8 

Once  more  my  soul  the  rising  day  176 

O  thou  that  hear'ot  the  pray'r  of  faith  25 


190  INDEX. 

O  thou  who  rul'st  the  stormy  deep  122 

Our  countr}'  is  immanuel's  ground  9 

P 

Perpetual  source  of  light  and  grace  147 

Praise  God  from  whom  all  blessings  186 

R 

Rise,  my  soul  !  and  stretch  thy  wings  77 

S 

Salvation  !  O,  the  joyful  sound  84 

Saw  ye  my  Saviour  !  Saw  7 

See  the  leaves  around  us  falling  60 

Shepherds  rejoice,  lift  up  ypur  eyes  164 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands  81 

Sing  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord  113 

Since  Jesus  freely  did  appear  125 

Sinners,  take  the  friendly  warning  B5 

Sinners,  will  you  scorn  the  message  98 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King  178 

Sweet  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt  74 

T 

That  awful  day  will  surely  come  179 

The  day  is  pass'd  and  gone  102 

The  Lord  into  his  garden  comes  60 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare  S3 

*rhe  spacious  firmament  on  high  85 

The  won'drous  love  of  Jesua  137 

The  voice  of  free  grace  24 


INDEX.  191 

There  is  a  God — all  nature  epreaks  11 

There  is  a  fountain  fill'd  with  blood  46 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight            '  144 

There  seems  a  voice  in  every  gale  170 

This  feast  was  Jesus'  high  behest  54 

This  is  the  feast  of  hcav'nly  v.iae  12 

This  world  is  all  a  fleeting  show  52 

Thou  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb  143 

'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know  £5 

'Tis  from  afar  the  Lord  beholds  159 

'Tis  midnight — and  on  Olive's  brow  43 

To  leave  my  dear  friends  120 

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Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb  62 

V 

Vital  spark  of  heav'nly  flame  22 

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Wandering  pilgrims,  mourning  christians  90 

Welcome  delightful  morn  134 

Welcome  sweet  day  of  rest  179 

We  wander  in  a  thorny  maze  -   "27 

What  heavenly  music  do  I  hear  73 

When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  GoA  86 

W^hen  from  the  verge  of  yout^  66 

When  I  can  read  my  title  c''  .ir  132 

When  marshall'd  on  the.i^^j^htly  plain  44 

When  morn  awakes  our  hearts  122 

When  shall  we  three  meet  again  71 

When  Terdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale  126 


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While  Shepherds  watch'd  their  flocks  175 

While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun  28 

Whilst  thee  I  seek,  protecting  pow'r  49 

Whither  goest  thou  pilgrim  stranger  164 

Y 

Ye  sons  of  earth,  prepare  the  plough  127 

Ye  virgins  of  Jesus  arise  114 

Young  people  all  attention  give  140 


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